Chapter 48 Confrontation

Clinton had a lengthy dream. In the dream, big fire was on. Sandra was in the crimson dress against the fire. She was floating without even the wind, and looked at him, expressionless. For some reason he knew she wouldn't forgive him that time. He had a long journey in order to get closer to her but it seemed that there was a hard and heavy air wall between them. No matter how hard he tried, it didn't work. "Sandra!" Clinton woke up from the dream, gasped, then he saw the doctor who was relieved suddenly. "Thank God, you are finally awake. The wound was so close to the artery. You know you slept for complete three days..." Clinton could feel his heart was pounding, and didn't want to hear more. He dragged his collar and asked with sharp eyes. "Where is Sandra?!" In his dream, she was so real. " Mrs. Green? Didn't you say to send her to the hospital..." When the doctor was answering puzzled, the butler came into stumbling from the outside. "Sir! Sir... A call from the hospi