In the doorway, Laura also wept silently.

These days, she felt as devastated as Olivia.

Dylan had been Like family to her.

Holding her belly, Olivia gazed out of the French window, lost in thought.

“Edwin… I still can’t believe Dylan is gone,” she murmured.

Hearing this, Edwin found himself at a loss for words.

The likelihood of Dylan’s survival was almost nonexistent.

The site was chaotic, and despite their efforts, the rescue team found no trace of Dylan or his DNA.

The forensic expert shared their opinions but Edwin couldn’t bring himself to share that Olivia, thinking perhaps it was kinder for her to hold on to hope.

Fowler families traveled abroad for Dylan’s funeral, which

there lay the soil Dylan’s mother had collected from the

paid their respects

Dylan’s portrait in her hands, clutching it

funeral concluded, Dylan would truly be gone from this

would finalize his death forms, and everything associated with him

to disrupt the proceedings— she wanted to preserve every last trace of Dylan’s

would always be Dylan’s wife, the living testament to

stayed strong and restrained herself from crying openly, allowing only quiet sobs to

she visited

and Marcus for numerous times, and the spot where the helicopter had gone down was scorched from the

there for a long while, absorbing

return to Duefron, she asked Edwin to temporarily

over the business herself once the baby was born, determined

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