Chapter 2049
Xyla Quest took the white chrysanthemums from Stanley Batton before kneeling to place them on the ground to pay her respects to her father, Jeremy Quest.
“Dad, I’m here to see you,” she said, moving closer to the tombstone and hugging it tightly.
The tombstone was akin to a metaphorical knife that stabbed into her heart, causing tears to trickle down her face without her realizing it, blurring her vision.
“Dad, I’m sorry. I came late. How are you doing up there?” Xyla asked.
No matter what she said in the past, her father would always reply. But now, it was no longer possible.
She would never be able to hear his voice again.
Right then, memories of her and her father appeared in her mind like an old film playing before her eyes.
Stanley Batton's brows furrowed before kneeling to pay his respects.
He then gently ruffled Xyla’s hair and glanced at Jeremy Quest’s photo on the tombstone. “Dad, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of Xyla. I won’t let her suffer a day for the rest of h

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