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Chapter 195
Jason picked a cemetery with a great view of the night scene in A City. The famous scenic hill opposite
was a place where he and Eleanor had been before.
At that time, she said she really liked it there and wanted him to bring her over often.
But later on, he went back on his word and never took her there again, even forgetting all about her.
Jason looked down at the urn in his arms, his eyes filled with guilt and he muttered, “Eleanor, I’m
sorry…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHailey happened to hear Jason’s apology as she walked over with the neatly packed belongings.
She stopped in her tracks, watching Jason holding onto the urn as if he couldn’t bear to let go, thinking
for a moment that he was pretty pathetic.
They were originally a pair of lovers who had missed out on each other. For him, the regret in his heart
must be even greater.
Hailey held back the tears welling up in her eyes, pushed the suitcase in front of him and said softly,
“Garett, it’s time to let go.”
Jason came to his senses and looked at the suitcase Hailey had brought, “Is this all she had?”
Hailey shook her head gently. “Just keep the rest as a memento for me.”
Without saying much more, Jason took one last look at the urn and reluctantly placed it in the tomb.
Soon, the coffin was placed and sealed by the staff.
After some time, Jason spoke first. “Hailey, I have to go back to B City tomorrow. I’ll come back in a few
days.”
Hailey nodded and, seeing that it was getting dark, she said, “Let’s go home.”
Jason gave Eleanor’s memorial photo one last touch, his hand filled with tears and let go.
Just as they were turning to leave, the roar of a helicopter sounded and it landed on the lawn not far
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmaway.
As the helicopter steadied, Bernard, dressed in a black suit, stepped down.
His eyes were blood red, like a fierce eagle, rapidly walking towards their position.
At the same time, dozens of luxury cars parked at the cemetery gate, all the people wearing suits and
ties – professional bodyguards.
Looking over, there was a dense crowd of dozens of people, acting in unison with an aggressive
manner – as if they were there to
snatch someone.
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