Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 1045:

Here cradled in her arms was her lineage—her parents. Flesh of her flesh, blood flowing from their blood, the very source of her existence. With her precious burden still embraced against her chest, she gradually ascended to a standing position.

Noah observed her transformation, his unwavering gaze communicating a depth of solidarity that transcended the need for speech.

They pivoted and commenced their departure from the desolate hill, leaving behind only disturbed earth and unanswered questions. Their arrival had been marked by urgency, but their exit bore the gravity of recovered memories that anchored each deliberate footfall.

They navigated back through the towering grass toward the manicured expanse of the primary cemetery grounds, two silhouettes merging with the darkness.

The attendant remained stationed at the gate, his patient vigilance rewarded by their reappearance.

Upon glimpsing their approach—and the objects clutched in Sadie’s possession—he stiffened, rooted to the spot.

moonlight revealed the objects—two urns

but the grave intensity emanating from the couple’s expressions silenced any impending

hardly resembled customers seeking to purchase a burial plot. Instead, they bore the unmistakable aspect of those reclaiming what was lost—yet

his body as a shield

bills from his pocket and extended it

Lаτєѕτ chɒρτєrs ιn g?l?ovєls.???

out reflexively, fingers registering the substantial heft of the unexpected

gaze questioningly, only to encounter Noah’s unflinching stare—a wall of

explanation

mysterious proceedings transcended the attendant’s comprehension, drifting into realms he dared not contemplate. These enigmatic

his instincts warned, warranted deliberate blindness—best left unseen, unheard, and buried