Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Jeffrey’s funeral was very simple. More precisely, it was just a simple farewell ceremony.

There was only a name ‘Jeffrey Radomil’ on his tombstone.

Holding an umbrella, Channing stood beside Stella, “He suffered from his own actions and he can’t blame anyone else for such a miserable consequence.”

What they could do was to take back his bone ashes and find a cemetery to bury him. This was the last thing that they could do for him.

Stella didn’t say anything and simply stared at Jeffrey’s tombstone. After a long while, she said slowly, “Chan, let’s go.”

No matter what unforgivable things Jeffrey had done in the future, they would all end here.

She was now finally free.

They left the cemetery and went back to the old house to tidy up Jeffrey’s relics.

The house was located in an old residence building in a poor district, so it was not valuable at all. Based on Jeffrey’s personality, he would have tried to pledge the house by all means to pay his debts. Nevertheless, the weird thing was that he had never thought of pledging this house. It seemed like Jeffrey hadn’t come back for a long time as the house was covered with a layer of thick dusts.

Channing waved his hand after entering the house and said to Stella, “Wait outside the house. There’re many dusts here.”

Stella nodded her head, “All right.”

Channing found a carton and put Jeffrey’s things into it.

Standing on the balcony and looking at the house in which she grew up, Stella was clutched by a gush of weird feelings.

It seemed like ever since she began to memory things, Jeffrey had been raffish. Nevertheless, when he was young, he was not addicted in gambling. It was just that he was an alcoholic and liked to ask for credit. Nevertheless, he would occasionally think of his children and then swear that he would thoroughly reform himself.

But usually, he would only persist for two days and would commit the same mistake again.

This situation was further intensified as the time passed.

old leather suitcase out form Jeffrey’s bedroom. Judging from its

picks. Stella asked, “Do you want to open

saw him open the suitcase once before and

something, yet didn’t utter a single word in

also curious about what

guessed that the things in it were possibly

birth to Channing. There was no photo of her in their home. Stella forgot how she looked like, and Channing had never known about

suitcase after a

were greeted by the dusts. Then Stella saw the

photos, a diary and a pocket

a photo. It was a group photo of a beautiful woman and a man.

and dressing,

photo of a family of three, including that woman and that man, whose

other photos and found that the man’s appearance

narrative technique of the diary, she guessed that it was Jeffrey’s diary. It recorded the whole process of

writing diary on the date when the

several pages and found a line of words

to marry me. This date finally

down this line of words long after he stopped

the diary. When she turned around, she found Channing sitting there and staring at the photos silently. She asked in a gentle voice, “Chan,

the photos to her and

gradually widened her eyes when she saw

scratched by Jeffrey. And the man on the

photos back to the suitcase and walked to

packing up things silently.

he said without lifting his head, “You can come back now. I will pack up the rest

Stella called his name in a gentle voice, “I’ve seen the

dreaming of the possibility that Jeffrey is not my biological father and I even hoped so when I opened the suitcase just now. I thought there must be