My Alleged Husband

Chapter 804: Chapter 766 What Kind of Man (Part 2)_2

But once she returns to reality, nobody can assure her of what the outcome would be like in her real life. She doesn’t want such things to happen to her, so she chooses to sleep in the dream, where the world is beautiful, holding hands with her beloved, happily enjoying reunion meals with her family on holidays, and traveling together. To her, this is the life she most desires, but over the years, now past her fifties, she has never had such a life. How could her heart not ache?

She also fears that she might never be able to wake up, but she is also unwilling to wake up because what awaits is the cruel reality. Yet, if she stays in the dream, even if unable to wake up, at least she is happy and blessed.

”My son, if you still have me, your father, in your heart, then as your father, I am begging you here, please wake up. It’s truly tough on me when you simply sleep there alone happily, yet those of us alive all worry about you, all suffer because of what you do. Do you think this is fair to every one of us?”

If you continue this way, you are not acting like a real man. If you can’t even be considered a man, why would your wife want to stay with you? Wake up quickly, wake up quickly. If you really cannot wake up, then the world will sever all ties with you, you will have no connection with anyone in this world, and we will have no choice but to turn off all the machines and let you rest in peace!”

Zhang Zhentian is not sure if he heard his father calling him in his dream. It was as though he heard someone calling his name, just as if he were about to lose his soul. He doesn’t want to die; he wants to live and continue his life with his wife. He cannot just be buried alive for no reason.

She really wants to open her eyes, but her eyelids feel as heavy as if there were a thousand pounds pressing on them. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t open them. He just wants to open his eyes and tell his father that he is not dead, that he is still alive, that he wants to live with his family. He can’t just be buried alive for no reason!

He hears every word his father says to him. Now, in the jail, he filters each word said by his father, questioning whether it’s true. He believes his father would never lie or deceive him, as in his father’s eyes, there’s no need to deceive him. No matter what he does, in his father’s eyes, as a son, he will always be his support.

But why can’t he open his eyes? Why? Can he not wake up to see his family? He wants to wake up and see how his family is doing. Why are his eyelids so heavy? Why can’t he open them?

Old Master Zhang hasn’t noticed anything unusual about his son; he only knows to continually call out to his son. He’s threatening his son, knowing that crying out his name sorrowfully now has no effect, only hoping that perhaps his threats might somehow be heard, that maybe only through these threats his son might gradually wake up.

”Zhentian, do you really have the heart to abandon this family, your father, your wife, your son, and your grandson? Do you know how worried these family members are for you? Do you know how they’ve been coping these days? Everyone keeps a vigil outside the sickroom, no one is having a peaceful day because everyone hopes to stay by your side, to accompany you and understand whatever you are going through; what do you consider everyone to be? Everyone’s only desire is for you to be considerate of them. Have you ever thought about the pain your actions would bring to everyone? Why are you always so willful in your actions?”