"Mr. Smith, can you do me a favor?"
Murphy nodded solemnly, "Yes."
"Take Lucas back to London."
Murphy didn't quite understand, "Why? Don't you want to be with him? "
Nancy nodded, thought, and shook her head, "I'm dying. I don't want him to see me die with his own eyes. It's better to meet less. In this way, his memory of me will be less, and he won't be so painful to lose it. "
Hearing it, Murphy sighed, "Nancy, do you really bear it?"
Nancy pursed her lips.
What could she do if she couldn’t bear it?
Lucas has never felt father's love since he was born.
What's more, Rachel was with Tim. She was hard to deal with.
Moreover, there was not much time left for her.
"Mr. Smith, please take Lucas and go as soon as possible."
Murphy and Lucas left York on a cloudy day.
She looked ou
