Bab 1181: 1181: Lifelong devotion (23)_1

The man was silent for a long time before finally turning around, his black eyes, bloodshot, staring intently at Emily Stone.

His gaze was tender though, "I will take care of her, a year, ten years, or even a lifetime, I will look after her well."

Such an Emily was always better than her never waking up, after all, she still had her eyes open and occasionally she would look straight at him.

For him, it was the best possible outcome, at least, she was alive, and alive well…

"Emily…" Hearing his words, Tara Summer's eyes stung with a sour pain. She clutched Emily's hand tightly, and although Emily looked back at her, her gaze was like dead water, devoid of luster and spirit.

Tara fell silent for a moment, then released her hand. She got up, walked behind the man, and gazed at his broad back, "Walter, Emily was fortunate to have met you."