C3 Wake Up, You're Dreaming!

It was a chilly night in the summer.

After being violently pushed out of the car, she only saw the front door of her own house when she stood up. After a moment of silence, she rushed upstairs without looking back. She closed the door as fast as she could and her chest heaved violently. Her dark eyes were filled with fear, and her back leaned against the door. Her legs were weak and she sat down slowly.

She was almost raped by a stranger today...

Luckily, she was smart. Otherwise, her innocence would have been ruined. But was that man crazy? Why didn't she have any impression of the engagement?

"Ring ring!"

The phone in the living room rang. Patricia was so shocked that her soul almost left her body. She struggled to get up with both hands on the ground. She almost stumbled and ran to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Patty, why did you come home so late?" Lisa's anxious voice came from the phone.

"It’s been a busy day at the dessert shop," Patricia said, shaking her head. "The shop owner asked me to work overtime."

"Is that so?" Lisa heaved a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death. I didn't even pick up your phone. I thought you were like your sister..."

"Mom, I'm fine." Patricia calmed down and comforted her, "Sister will be fine. The doctor said that as long as we don't give up, sister will be able to stand up one day."

Lisa sighed, "But when will this day come?"

"Mom, don't worry. Now that I'm working, I have the ability to support you and your sister," Patricia said. "The hospital has turned off lights. Has Sis gone to sleep?"

Lisa paused for a moment. "She's asleep. Patty, you have to take good care of yourself. If anything happens to you, how will Mom live?"

"Of course, I will protect myself."

"It's Patty who makes Mom worry less," Lisa said with a smile. "By the way, did you receive any strange calls in the past two days?"

"It's not true."

"Oh." There was a hint of disappointment in Lisa's tone. "You should rest early. Mom is going to sleep too."

"Alright, I'll go to the hospital to see you and your sister tomorrow after work," Patricia replied. The mother and daughter said goodnight to each other before hanging up.

Deep in the night, Patricia took a shower and laid on the bed to think about what had happened just now. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. When did she get engaged to someone?

On the nightstand, the clock with the shape of a cake sounded.

She had promised that she would give him a reply before dusk. However, she had only slept for a short while, and she still couldn't remember her engagement with him!

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door. It was a courier.

She took the gift box suspiciously and looked at the sender. It was her, but who would send a red gift box to her?

"What is this?"

When Patricia opened the box, she was stunned. There was a marriage certificate lying in the box. She flipped it open and saw that it was the man who had kidnapped her last night.

Uh, what was going on? Her marriage certificate?

She slapped her own face and knocked on her head. She muttered, "Patricial, wake up. You must be dreaming. Yes, you must be dreaming!"

Opening her eyes, closing them, opening them again, closing them again, opening them again, and closing them again.

It was not a dream. It was reality. She had no idea what was going on, but she had gotten her marriage certificate!

With a pale face, Patricia looked at the photo on the table. Her eyes narrowed as she grabbed the marriage certificate on the table and rushed down the stairs.

At the Third Hospital.

Patrycia hurriedly got into a taxi and headed straight to the hospital.

"Mom!" Patricia walked into the ward and threw the marriage certificate on the table. She said angrily, "Why don't you explain to me!"