Chapter 337 To The End Of His Life

The church burst into a burst of applause and cheers. The cameramen found the best angle to take a picture. The beautiful scene was taken in the camera.

He felt something was humming in his ears, and his eyes seemed to be bright

By instinct, Benson held Emily's shoulder and felt the temperature on her lips. However, her body became colder and he felt dizzy.

"Long time no see! It seems that the bridegroom is so fascinated by the bride that he is unwilling to let her go! "

"So sweet!"

All the relatives and friends below the stage could not help but ridicule him. But the smile at the corners of the mouth disappeared gradually, because Emily clearly felt that the body of Benson was stiff.

"Benson?" Emily asked Benson

"I..." Benson struggled to say a word, only to find his eyes darkened. His limbs were so feeble that he fell back like a falling leaf. How could this be? Sorrow was written all over Benson's face. He had thought he could get through today

"Benson!"

"Oh, my God! "Benson!"

"Father!"

All the sounds were tangled in a chaos, and all the onlookers left their seats and rushed to the cross, screaming and crying.

"Benson!" Emily shouted hysterically, trying to hold on to Benson. But she didn't stop and couldn't resist his strong push. He fell to the ground too. Emily flung herself to his side. The white wedding dress and the red carpet didn't match each other.

"Mr. Ji, you have been working for a day. And the day before yesterday, you acted as if you were shooting a movie for the whole day. Why did you shoot so many short film? Are you trying to test the effect of this VR glasses yourself? "

"Anyway, it's not for you. Why do you care so much?"

Before falling into a coma completely, Benson tried hard to smile in his heart. Fortunately, he had taken such a short film.

Wu...

A first-aid car dashed past the headquarters of the SG group. The voice was so clear, it sounded like someone was crying. Malcolm, who was in charge of his work, suddenly stopped drawing. Why didn't Sean come back from the church?

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Just then, there was a quick knock on the office door. Malcolm recognized that it was Sean.

"Come in." Malcolm answered and stood up.

"Mr. Mo." Sean hurried into the office and reported, "Benson fainted at the wedding. He was sent to the hospital in a hurry. It's not looking good."

"What? !" Feeling nervous immediately, Malcolm's pupils shrank sharply. "Which hospital? We'll be right there! "

"Okay, Mr. Mo." Sean led the way and let Malcolm out.

He was very restless and upset all the way. When Malcolm arrived at the gate of the hospital, he saw that there were already many reporters waiting there. If the security guards of the hospital hadn't stopped him, they might have couldn't help rushing into the hospital.

"Oh, my God! Why is Mr. Mo here? "

"Yes, Mr. Mo! It's him! "

The moment Malcolm got out of the car, he asked the journal

ushed to his bed and held Benson's hand.

"Yes." Benson nodded his head slightly and said weakly, "I... I had a long, long dream..." After saying that, he took a look at his mother and continued, "I dreamed about the childhood, where everything happened as a kid. I thought..."

Aunt Ji covered her mouth with her hand, trying not to cry out.

"I'm so tired." Benson said weakly, "Mom, why are you crying? Today is a big day. "

"Okay, okay, I won't cry." Aunt Ji nodded.

"Where are Duke and Albert?" With his eyes wandering, Benson looked around the ward confusedly.

"They are outside. Let them in right now!"

Someone shouted and two kids were immediately carried in.

"Father!"

"Father!"

The two kids pounced on the bed and kept calling Benson dad. They didn't know what had happened. Maybe they felt uncomfortable subconsciously, so they couldn't help but burst into tears after hearing Aunt Ji's cry.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Father, you have to get up and play with Albert..."

Benson didn't have the strength to wipe the tears on the faces of the two little boys, but tried hard to smile and said, "remember that dad has promised you. Don't forget our secret." When Benson said this, he could still see Poppi from the corner of his eyes. It was enough.

He then said a few words that were of no water. Benson just remembered that he asked all the people to leave, leaving only Emily alone.

"Benson. You must be very tired. Why don't you take a rest and tell me tomorrow when you wake up?" Emily knelt down weakly in front of the bed.

"Come on. I'll hold you to sleep." It was so difficult for Benson to move.

"Okay." Restraining the urge to cry, Emily pulled the heavy wedding dress and lay on the bed. Although half of her body hadn't touched the bed, she was still held into the arms of Benson.

Nestling in front of Benson, Emily listened to the weak heartbeats of Benson, choking with sobs and almost out of breath.