My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 234

Pasted on the gravestone was a photo of two people. They were a married couple, and the wife was obviously Michael’s sister, Celine; she looked a lot like Michael in the photo. Despite being a military queen who was both beautiful and mysterious, she actually had a cheerful and handsome smile.

Standing next to her was a man dressed in military uniform, and he was unusually good-looking as well. No words could describe how well-matched and harmonious they looked.

A brief account of their lives was carved onto the gravestone. They were killed about six years ago during a counterterrorism operation when the terrorists detonated a bomb that killed tens of elite soldiers. Both Celine and Justin died on the spot, but Celine’s remains couldn’t be gathered, so a cenotaph was erected for her instead.

They must be Nate’s parents… Sophia thought to herself.

Sophia couldn’t stop herself from clutching Nathan’s hand, and the little boy stood expressionlessly under the umbrella. Nonetheless, his round eyes had a look of sorrow that shouldn’t have belonged to people of his age.

Six years ago, Nate was only a few months’ old at most, Sophia thought to herself.

She looked everywhere but couldn’t find Elizabeth’s grave. This is the Fletcher Family’s ancestral graveyard, yet Elizabeth isn’t buried here…

As the rain slowly stopped, Sophia crouched down and laid down some offerings in front of the two graves. Then, she and Nathan bowed to the graves one by one to pay their respects as per the Cethosian custom.

Michael didn’t stop them as he gave them his silent approval; the Fletchers usually gave military salutes to the graves of their deceased relatives. However, seeing how serious Sophia looked as she bowed to the graves of his father, sister, and brother-in-law, he decided not to interrupt them.

Michael stood steadily for a while in front of the graves of his father, sister, and brother-in-law before he finally moved. He said with a heavy heart, “Let’s go.”

 

The sunless sky looked gloomy even in the afternoon. Unable to tell the emotions concealed behind Michael’s big sunglasses, Sophia silently got into the car after him and left the Memorial Garden.

The family of three ate something in the car, but none of them spoke up.

 

After they finished eating, the cars stopped near another public cemetery.

Cemeteries near Bayside City were also divided according to their prices. The rich could, of course, afford a more auspicious cemetery plot; some of them would even spend a fortune on an entire piece of land to use it as their ancestral graveyards.

It was already afternoon, yet there were still lots of people visiting their families’ graves at the cemetery.

car and wound down the car window slightly

was also designed as a stage with the lissome

scarcely any visitors. Had Michael not admitted earlier that Elizabeth was his mother, not many people would have learned

passed away, and many of her fans used to lay

at his mother’s tomb from afar, Michael sat in the car just like that

sudden, “Darling, could you go for a walk outside

they left, Michael took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of reddened

stood in

she is… she thought to

of Elizabeth’s grave, she noticed that

her flowers, Sophia held Nathan’s hand and carefully led him up the stairs. When they reached the main road, they saw

the cemetery on

“Sophia!”

visiting the

plots here were priced at an average of 100,000 per square meter, so how could Sophia have

one side as it said, “She’s probably here to stage another

She opened the car window a crack, revealing a well-maintained face that wore a resentful expression

upon hearing her

answer, though the coldly elegant black windbreaker she was wearing masked her awkwardness with a veil of mystery. She frowned in displeasure,

here from the Memorial Garden, she thought up a safe answer and said, “I’m here to visit the

ghastly pale at the mention of the

consumed with jealousy. What a good thing it was to be young, for even such a b*tch got accepted by the Fletcher

afterward. So what if this b*tch got accepted by the Fletchers? She still doesn’t have the nerve to disobey my son; if my son tells her to head

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