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Chapter 1843

“Watch out!”

Erica quickly steadied him.

Larkin snapped back to reality and looked back at her.

What he saw was the scene of the yard piled with snow, a scene from his childhood.

His teacher rushed towards him, saying, “Larkin, didn’t we say to lift your feet when crossing the threshold? Did you

fall again? Let me take a look, are you hurt…”

Larkin felt a sourness in his nose, tears gushing out like a spring.

Erica couldn’t bear to see Larkin like this, it was breaking her heart.

She suddenly felt a great regret.

Why did she have to get herself tangled up with Jacob Strand for so long?

If she had ended the relationship earlier, maybe Larkin would have found her sooner, and she could have brought

him back earlier.

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This way, he wouldn’t have so much guilt and regret.

Abbot had given instructions before.

After he passed away, no grand memorial service was to be held, just direct cremation.

On this, the monastery was divided.

But in the end, the Prior decided that they must respect his teacher’s wishes.

The next morning, Abbot’s body was cremated at the funeral home, and the ashes were brought back by the Prior,

and placed in the monastery’s graveyard.

On the day of the funeral, after several days of clear weather, it suddenly started to rain heavily.

Larkin and Erica, stood silently in front of the grave, placing the flowers they had bought on it.

The Prior stood to the side, “Larkin, our teacher left you some things, and the scriptures you’ve been copying since

you were little. The teacher had Mary dry it out, take it with you when you leave this time.”

“Okay.” Larkin nodded lightly.

“Don’t blame yourself for the teacher’s death,” the Prior suddenly added. “It’s fate.”

That morning, Abbot woke up early, in good spirits, even thinking about going out for a stroll.

He put on a fresh set of clothes, was about to go out, took a sip of water, but suddenly choked, and then he started

vomiting blood.

In the end, the life–saving medicines that Larkin found couldn’t work.

Larkin remained silent.

Having been a monk for nearly 20 years, he knew that everything has a cause and effect, but he was still filled with

guilt.

The Prior had a lot to deal with, so it was Mary who took Erica and Larkin to get the scriptures.

“Larkin, Mary and I will wait for you outside the door.”

Erica gently patted Larkin’s back a few times.

“Okay.”

Larkin looked at her and forced a smile.

After he went in, Erica and Mary sat outside the door together.

The heavy rain was still pouring down.

Erica glanced at it, then looked at Mary.

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Mary must have liked Abbot a lot too, she had lost weight these few days, her eyes were swollen from crying.

Erica raised her hand to touch her head, “Mary, you’re really amazing, you’ve helped a lot these two days, you’re

even more capable than

me.”

“Ms. Lawrence, Abbot isn’t in pain anymore, is he?” Mary asked, “Do you think he’s met my parents?”

Erica’s heart skipped a beat.

“I guess not.” Mary answered herself, “I really hope not. It’s been so many years, I hope my parents have been

reincarnated into a good

family, become happy children.”

“Of course!” Erica immediately replied, “Mary, you pray so devoutly in the monastery every day, accumulating so

much goodness, your parents will definitely be reincarnated into a good family, become wealthy and happy

children!”

“Really?” Mary looked at Erica, then the corners of her mouth drooped a little, “Actually, I’m not that devout… I’m

always secretly slacking off!”

Erica was speechless.

How should she comfort Mary?

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