Jensen...
General Jensen...
Julian Ford's heart suddenly skipped a beat, the voice became increasingly clear by his ear.
Jensen...
General Jensen...
There were female voices, and male voices, finally, a sweet female voice.
Jensen, I am willing to marry you, to guard you for life, love you, give you everything.
Jensen...
Julian Ford suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked around, still at the Ford family, there were no ancient, quaint houses as in his dream, nor was anyone calling him Jensen.
He reached out his hand, gently pinched his aching nose bridge.
This dream was too vivid.
It felt like it really existed, memories that he had forgotten were waking up little by little.
But he's a 21st-century modern person, how could he be someone from ancient times?
What Tiana said, all replayed in his dreams, was it just thinking during the day and dreaming at night, or as Tiana said, could it possibly be the past life of him and Tiana...
