Born As Kidney Donor For My Sister

Book 3 His Love Made Me In The Hell

I started having frequent dreams.

In the dream, a woman lay on the ground, surrounded by men laughing maliciously as they slowly approached her.

“He gave up on you, but we won’t kill you.”

“Let us have some fun and we’ll let you go!”

The woman couldn’t move, suffering their assaults one by one.

Finally, they all left, satisfied, leaving her disheveled on the ground. Blood kept flowing from her head.

I woke up in shock, sitting up and gasping for air, “No!!!”

“Doreen, what’s wrong?” Norton, a light sleeper, immediately sat up and looked at me in a panic.

Still terrified, I threw myself into Norton’s arms, seeking comfort.

“A nightmare, right?” Norton gently held me, his hand caressing the back of my head, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here. It’s all just a dream.”

Yet I felt an inexplicable sense of reality about it.

Buried in his chest, I recounted the nightmare to him. As soon as I finished, his body stiffened.

“Norton?” I looked up at him.

Norton snapped back to reality, forcing a smile, “It’s nothing. Doreen, dreams are all fake. Don’t think about it anymore.”

Norton comforted me for a long time. And I finally felt a bit relieved and lay back down to sleep. This time, Norton held me tightly in his arms.

Half asleep, I felt Norton kissing me repeatedly, his body trembling slightly, as if in fear.

Before falling into a deep sleep, I heard a whisper, “Sweetie, please never remember…”

Norton snapped back to reality, forcing a smile, “It’s nothing. Doreen, dreams are all fake. Don’t think about it anymore.”

Norton comforted me for a long time. And I finally felt a bit relieved and lay back down to sleep. This time, Norton held me tightly in his arms.

Half asleep, I felt Norton kissing me repeatedly, his body trembling slightly, as if in fear.

Before falling into a deep sleep, I heard a whisper, “Sweetie, please never remember…”