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Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 5 - : Siblings Like Water and Fire 1
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5 Chapter 5: Siblings Like Water and Fire 1
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Suzanne Saunders had been in the hospital for three days.
Apart from Atra Blanc, who tirelessly came to take care of her every day, no one else came to visit.
It was strange.
Suzanne couldnât figure it out. Since that man had gone to such lengths to revive her, why didnât he come to find her?
Could it be that he had the ability to resurrect her, but couldnât find out who she would be reincarnated as?
It was possible, after all, resurrection was such a mysterious thingâŠ
Unable to meet her benefactor, Suzanne felt regret. However, she figured since she had come back to life, she would meet him eventually.
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Atra Blanc had completed Suzanneâs discharge formalities and was busy packing her things in the hospital room. Suzanne, meanwhile, leaned on the bed watching TV.
A few days of interaction allowed Suzanne to understand that her mother was a standard virtuous wife and loving mother, while Purple Summers was a capricious and aloof young lady.
So she didnât want to be too affectionate, for fear of arousing suspicion.
The young girl lazily pressed the remote control, with no intention of helping at all.
As she switched channels, a scene appeared on the screen which caught Suzanneâs attention. đŻđ»đđđŹđđ«đ·đžđđđĄ.đŹđžđ¶
It was her funeralâŠ
Since her body had not been found, her husband, Nathaniel Summers, refused to hold a funeral or admit her death. It wasnât until a week later, after much persuasion from friends and family, that he finally held a funeral for his deceased wife.
The camera occasionally showed close-ups of Nathaniel, capturing his grieving expression.
Suzanne stared at him intently, attempting to discern the genuineness of his sorrow. (f)reenovelkiss
There are only two types of murder: impulsive and premeditated. Her death was clearly the latter.
If it werenât for Nathaniel suddenly throwing a party on his private luxury yacht, she wouldnât have boarded that boat, much less drowned.
So, was her death a part of Nathanielâs party plan?
As she looked at her husbandâs face on the TV, she found it hard to believe.
During college, Nathaniel had pursued her like a dutiful grandson for four whole years, even going so far as to put aside his trust fund kid attitude and help her care for her elderly grandmother. Everyone envied the love he had for her. Could he really scheme to take her life over a mere business setback?
Had he been faking it for those four years?
This did not make sense.
But if it wasnât him, who was pulling the strings behind the scenes?
For a moment, one face after another flashed through Suzanneâs mindâŠ
Who could it beâŠ
The door to the hospital room suddenly opened.
Suzanne instinctively looked over.
Alexander Summers walked in with a casual stride, holding a bag of dragon fruit in his hand.
Suzanne was startled, and so was Alexander.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, surveying her up and down before saying, âYou finally look like a human being.â
Suzanne: ââŠâ
She had never held any hope for his mouth.
Atra Blanc was delighted to see her son. âAlexander, are you here to pick up your sister from the hospital? Oh, you even brought her fruit⊠Purple, quickly thank your brother.â
Every moment, she was working hard to ensure her children had a harmonious relationship.
Suzanne had no affection for Alexander, so she glanced disdainfully at the bag of fruit in his hand before turning away. âI donât want it.â
She meant it. She couldnât stand dragon fruitâit was neither sour nor sweet, and the bland texture combined with the tiny black seeds just didnât appeal to her.
Please, she had trypophobia, alright?
Just as Atra Blanc was about to persuade Suzanne to accept her brotherâs kindness, Alexander scoffed and said, âI didnât buy it for you in the first place.â
Suzanne bit her lip and glared at Alexander.
As she was about to retort, Alexander noticed the scene on the TV. His expression darkened, and he strode over to shut it off.
âAre you in a hurry to die or reincarnate? Youâre impatiently watching someone elseâs funeral just a few days after youâve recovered!â
His tone was extremely harsh, with a touch of inexplicable anger.
Both Suzanne and Atra Blanc were dumbfounded by Alexanderâs sudden outburst. In an instant, his rage vanished and his expression returned to its usual indifferenceâŠ
âŠHe was such a psycho!