Chapter 142

“Don’t be afraid.” Samson raised a hand and patted Summer on the back gently. “Samson...” Summer was mumbling in her sleep. Perhaps she was having a bad dream. Samson felt an ache in his heart. He held her in his arms carefully. “Mm...” Summer was a light sleeper. The instant Samson touched her gently, she woke up. “Samson...” “I’m here.” Samson felt a little regretful. He blamed himself for startling her awake. Summer rolled over, raised her arms, and held onto Samson. She nuzzled against his chest. “Tomorrow is my surgery. If I die...” “Don’t be so pessimistic. You won’t die,” Samson cut her off. Only God knew how terrified he was. “Would you rather I die or lose my memories and fall in love with another person again?” Summer’s voice was slightly raspy as she asked softly. “I would rather you fall in love with another person.” Samson gave an anguished smile. Frankly, in the past year when Summer was missing, he had prayed that as long as Summer was alive, it did not matter i