Victoria would no longer exist in this world.
Boyce stood beside her and told her, “Jayden’s sick, so Kevin sent him back.”
Loredana only replied to him with a soft “um”.
Her clothes were wet from the drizzling rain.
Boyce took off his jacket and put it over her shoulders.
He stood beside her, accompanying her.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind. “Can I pay my respects to her?”
Loredana turned around, and saw Charles behind her, sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his arms. Tom stood behind his wheelchair, holding a black umbrella, standing at the bottom of the green stoned brick steps.
Loredana made way for him.
Charles was in a wheelchair, therefore it was inconvenient for him to go up the steps, so it was Tom who helped him put the bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. He was deeply troubled with the problems in the company, therefore he looked very fatigued. When he heard of the news, the funeral was over when he rushed over.
“I have no other motives. I’m here on behalf of my foster father, Nathan. I hope she rest in peace.”
Charles sat straight and deeply bowed three times at the tombstone, looking solemn and respectful. He looked at the black-and-white photo of the woman in front of the tombstone. Even though time had passed, the woman still looked graceful and gentle, “Let me introduce myself to you once again. I’m Charles White, the foster child of Nathan. My foster father was only in love with a person all his life, and he never got married. If you see him over there, give him a chance, so that he won’t be too lonely.”
After he finished his words, he stayed on the spot and mourned silently.
Then, he looked at Tom, “Let’s go.”
From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Loredana.
He said he wouldn’t disturb her, so he did what he said. This time, he came to City B once again, just because this diseased woman was someone his foster father had once loved.
If it weren’t for this matter, he would never have stepped into B city.
“According to the plan, even though there were a lot of passersby that day, however, other than the two people who had died from the car accident, we couldn’t find traces of other people,” Boyce said indifferently.
Loredana curled her lips, “Isn’t it strange for Jeffery to let me off so easily? For a stubborn person like him, Jolene is like a taboo to him, so how could he easily let go?”
Boyce knew what she meant. But right now, he had no evidence on hand.
“There will be a mistake as long as he tries to do something. There is no hurry.” Loredana believed that it’s a matter of time before Jeffery got the punishment that he deserved. Furthermore, she and Cormac were much younger than Jeffery. They would have all the time they need to find the evidence for Jeffery’s crime.
“Let’s head back.” The small drizzle seemed like it’s going to turn into heavy rain.
Loredana replied with a “hmm”, turned around and looked at Victoria’s tombstone once again, then left together with Boyce.
It wasn’t evening yet, however, due to the gloomy weather, the sky had already darkened, looking very dreary, as if a huge rain was going to fall anytime soon.
Armand and Boyce stayed at the villa. There were enough rooms for them, and they were also worried about Cormac. Moreover, Loredana was pregnant, and the two children were here too.
At least if they were there, they could add some liveliness to the gloomy atmosphere, and they could take care of Cormac, Loredana, and the two children.
The night restored its peace once again. In this season where spring was transitioning into summer, the rain had become much frequent, mixing with the wind, and blowing the white curtains. Only a dim yellow light was lit inside the study. Cormac sat alone here as if he’s the only person in this whole wide world.
Victoria’s gentle and quiet face was constantly flashing through Cormac’s mind. He didn’t have much memory of Victoria. After she moved into the Mendelsohn family house, he had been avoiding her. When he grew up, he went to a boarding school. And after he graduated, he stayed outside and didn’t go back at all.
He didn’t go back home even if it was New Year.
Over these years, he had rarely been home. If it wasn’t for Loredana, he wouldn’t even have the chance to spend this brief period of time with Victoria.
In his hands was a picture that Jayden had given him. It was a photo of Victoria when she was young.
At this time, the study’s door was gently pushed open. Loredana came in and saw Cormac sat under the dim yellow light, silently and attentively looking at the photo.
Her footsteps stopped, stood in front of the study desk, didn’t know how to placate him.
Silence would probably be the best treatment at this moment.
He lowered his gaze. The dim light cast on his face, interlacing the light and shadow on his features. Loredana couldn’t see his expression but could hear his hoarse voice, which sounded like a piece of paper torn by the wind, like traces of strand. He sounded as if he tried to forcefully repress himself but couldn’t hold back, “I knew her identity before. I hated her for hiding it from me, and I resented her for letting me hate her for so long. I refused to face it, and I didn’t want to forgive her… But why didn’t she give me a little bit more time so that I could forgive her and just left like that…”
Loredana came up to him and hugged him tightly.
She didn’t expect that his heart would ache so much knowing that Victoria passed away.
“I just need a little bit more time. She let me hate her for over twenty years, I just need a few more days…”
“Why was she so cruel? Why must she make me an unfilial son?”
“Why did she not wait for me to forgive her and address her as my mother? How could she leave just like that, leaving me behind again?”
He had lived the first half of his life in resentment, and now he had to spend the rest of his life in self-recrimination and regret?
Why did she treat him like this?”
The wind outside of the window was getting stronger. The tree branches were swaying and creaking, forming countless dark wavering shadows outside the window. The clock on the wall was tick-tocking.
After a long while, Loredana’s legs were a little numb, and felt that her body was slightly warm. Cormac carried her upstairs and put her in bed. She was feeling a little drowsy. In the morning, she felt a little cold when she got in the rain, but she didn’t care about it.
But now, after she laid herself in the blankets, she still felt a little cold.
She could vaguely hear someone said, “Go to sleep.”
She slightly opened her eyes and blurrily looked at him, asking concernedly, “What about you.”
Loredana didn’t get a response. She felt very sleepy, these few days she hadn’t rest much, and today was particularly exhausting for her.
Her consciousness was gradually drained from her and soon, she fell into a deep slumber.
She was awoken by a loud thunderclap in the middle of the night.
The room was dark, and only a dim and warm yellow light was lit on the bedside table. The windows were shut tight, and from the curtains, she could vaguely see the water droplets on the glass, pouring from the heavy rain.
There was no one beside her. The bedsheets were neat, and only her side was creased. Cormac didn’t lay down on the bed. She recalled how he behaved in the study, Loredana got out of bed, went downstairs, and pushed the study’s door. There was no one inside, and the only sound she could hear was the dripping sound from the rain outside.
She searched the whole villa but couldn’t find him.
She desperately knocked on Boyce’s door. It just so happened that Boyce was awoken by the thunderclap as well, so he immediately opened his door when he heard the knocking sound. Loredana stood at the door and asked anxiously, “He’s gone missing.”
Boyce furrowed his eyebrows, “What?”
Cormac had gone missing?
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