Chapter 15 It's a great irony that I'm your wife.

Alex stood behind her, the umbrella in his hand covering her head. "Do you think there will be the next life?" She muttered in a small voice but didn't know who to ask again, "If there is a hell and when I die, I will ask what wrong things I did in my previous life." The windows on either side were penetrated by a faint yellow light, and she looked in a trance, always feeling that her father had not passed away and was inside and happy. "How nice, how nice if it was me who died in the first place. Why is it not me who died? Why not me ......" She couldn't help but choke up again, tears welling up in her eyes. Alex squatted down and took a handkerchief to dry the tears on her face. Susan looked at him dumbfounded and then hugged him directly. He subconsciously wanted to push away, but then heard her whisper: "Don't push me away, please. I don't know what I should do, I have no family no friends no children, nothing ......" Alex was silent, not expecting Chandler to suddenly come