"Is the other woman your father talked about real? Wouldn't he lie?" Anne asked, then turned and left indifferently.
Anthony's face was tense, and he stood stiffly in place.
In the car, Ashlynn felt an unusually dull atmosphere, and even the light became dim.
Corentin was gloomy, and Ashlynn felt flustered when she looked at those monster-like amber eyes. "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
"If it weren't for you, my son would be five years old now, right?" Corentin asked sullenly.
Ashlynn's heart was beating wildly, and her fingers curled up uneasily.
Only then had she understood what the terrifying aura overflowing from Corentin's body was for...
Anne went to the cemetery with the kids.
Anne and the children knelt there to pay their respects.
The workers dug up Nigel's tomb, put Sarah's urn in it, put it together with Nigel's ashes, and then rebuilt the tomb.
Anne could not help covering her mouth, fearing that she would lose control and tears would keep fa
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