Chapter 173 Identity Reveal

Henry only returned to the condominium in the early morning.

As he drove home, he noticed a white BMW parked by the road.

Several people were loitering around and taking pictures, which he did not find strange. However, Henry’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the car plate number.

That’s Crystal’s car….

He stopped his car and quickly made his way across the road.

The bonnet of the white BMW was opened, exposing the car’s engine to the rain for the entire night.

The driver’s seat door stood wide open, allowing the rain to splatter inside the car. Resting on the seat was a woman’s purse, drenched in rainwater.

The onlookers engaged in a noisy discussion.

“Whose car is it? Why was it abandoned by the road?”

“I wonder too. Do you think the car owner might have committed suicide?”

“Both the car and the owner are gone. What a pity!”

Henry stood frozen in place, his breath momentarily suspended as he attempted to comprehend the unfolding situation.

Stiffly, he reached for his phone and realized it was switched off.

As he took out Crystal’s purse and closed the car door, someone in the crowd shouted, “Hey, why are you taking someone else’s stuff?”

Henry’s voice was tense. “This is my girlfriend’s car!”

The crowd looked at him as if he was a heartless jerk who hurt his girlfriend.

Henry hurriedly returned to his car and charged his phone. He immediately called Crystal once his phone was switched on.

The phone rang for about twenty seconds before Crystal answered it.

Crystal sounded exhausted. “Henry, let’s talk about our affairs some other day.”

With that, she hung up the phone.

Henry frowned, guessing she must still be mad at him.

condone her behavior and decided to head back for a shower before

not willing to give up

another call to Jamie, instructing her to tow Crystal’s car away. He then drove back

as expected, not around. The room was slightly messy with a small suitcase left open on the bed, as if someone was packing halfway but, for some

it quietly for a

take a rest on the bed when Melora

“What’s the matter. Melora?”

end of the phone. “Henry,

the suitcase behind, why

because her father passed away.

how much pain did she go through last night?

drained of all color. He had a feeling that his relationship with Crystal was reaching a point of no return.

to

Winterses were still there, along with a

and burial matters. Crystal, decked in black with a small- white flower pinned on her chest, sat in a wheelchair.

seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

him silently. She did

grabbed Henry’s shirt collar tightly and shouted at him, “The audacity of you to appear here! Where were you when Crystal

as he continued. “I told you long ago; if you

pushed Seth away without

go just like that

his eyes. A wonderful girl like Crystal should

was about to punch Henry in the face when Crystal stopped him.

at Crystal’s pale face and felt

to reach out to her when she rejected

to Henry politely, “It is thanks to you, Mr. Miller, that my father had his name cleared before he passed away. Thank you very much

aback by

Not long ago,

him as “Mr. Miller,” treating him

way she addressed him struck his

but chose to keep his emotions in check

remained there instead of leaving.

him as a guest. Meanwhile, Seth and the Winters family’s distant relatives were busy handling the funeral

the

be buried at a cemetery

broke down and started wailing loudly.

just you and me now, Madam Anna.

solemn atmosphere filled

came to pay

Sophia. Robert came as

David and Julia came, along with Melora. The Millers’ intention was clear; they still wanted Crystal to be

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