His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 633 A Farewell Is Inevitable

Lysander took the lighter and candle handed over by Josiah. After lighting them, she said a silent prayer.

In the end, it was Josiah who helped her place the candle before the mourning portrait.

The mourning hall was so quiet that not a sound could be heard. Even the staff, mindful of the bereaved family’s feelings, were nowhere to be seen in the area. As a result, the sound of the wheelchair moving across the floor echoed conspicuously.

After completing the necessary procedures, Howard pushed Molly, who was in a wheelchair, over to see Lysander. They were deeply concerned about their daughter who had suffered such a blow.

Lysander maintained her politeness as she expressed her gratitude to them. “Thank you all for doing so much for my dad. These are things that I should have taken care of myself.”

When Lysander thought about Maverick’s affairs being handled by Howard, she was filled with gratitude. But beneath it all, she was overwhelmed with self–reproach. She should have been stronger sooner.

Molly could see the internal agony she was going through. Her eyes were red as she gently consoled her, “If your dad were still here, he certainly wouldn’t want to see you tormented by his affairs. Besides, we as a couple owe him a great deal. Doing these things for him now is merely a small consolation.”

“Yeah.” Howard also looked upset, echoing his wife’s sentiments. “We thought we could gain a friend in each other, but we didn’t expect him to…”

He let out a long sigh, his gaze toward Lysander filled with worry and heartache.

They had all witnessed the depth of her affection for Maverick. Now that Maverick had left so abruptly, they were left wondering about what she would do in the future.

Upon receiving the distressing news, Molly, whose health had been recently improving, experienced a significant deterioration. Now, she had to rely on a wheelchair for mobility.

Lysander stood before them, listening in silence, unable to utter a single word.

staff member at the funeral home approached thent and said, “All the preparations have been made. If the farewells have been said, I will arrange for the

their attention to Lysander.

gust of wind could knock her

in, I won’t

want to say goodbye to Maverick.

side, gently taking hold

outside was even quite brilliant. However, her hands were deathly cold, practically devoid of

a fear of startling Lysander, Josiah gently asked her,

might carry psychological burdens in the future, so he made a point to offer her some

didn’t rush them; instead, they silently stood by,

farewell meant she would never have the chance to see Maverick again. Despite the waves of dizziness threatening

her response long ago, so he quickly nodded. “All right, then let me help

the lounge? I need to inform

mom hasn’t woken up yet, and your sister is with her. You go

right, thank you.” Lysander managed to nod, albeit reluctantly. She was so drained that she couldn’t even muster an expression.

her anxiously, fearing that she might suddenly and completely

He didn’t dare to grip her hand too

face this moment, but if they wish to

over the deceased, was significantly smaller and darker than the mourning hall outside, requiring artificial light even in broad daylight to

had already been assisted by the staff in changing into his familiar everyday clothes. Laura had brought them, insisting

gazed upon her father, lying peacefully in the casket, she was suddenly struck by a wave of unfamiliarity.

busy himself around the house, helping Laura with the chores or fixing and cleaning household appliances and pipes. If not, he would be found downstairs, engaging in a game of chess over a cup of

suddenly just lay there, motionless?