Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

This had utter exhilaration flooding Meredith, and she instantly sent the time and venue to him. This time, Pierre didn't reply, but she knew that he'd definitely seen it.

On the day, Meredith arrived at the agreed-upon meeting place way earlier. She was dressed in black, naturally not daring to wear anything too ostentatious since she was going to the cemetery. However, she'd also put much thought into this dress. This black fishtail skirt rendered her lower body long and slender, while the tight-fitting shirt on her upper body showcased her exquisite figure. Coupled with a British-style mesh black hat, she appeared mysterious and elegant. On the whole, it was a different allure altogether.

Upon seeing that it was almost time, she immediately took out the eye drops and dribbled some into her eyes. As stinging pain assailed her, her eyes instantly turned red. The eye drops mixed with tears slowly trickled down, making it appear as though her eyes were swimming with tears. Then, she hurriedly fixed her makeup so that her face seemed a tad pale. It was all so unassuming that one would even think that she was barefaced.

When the car came to a stop beside her, Meredith instinctively acted as though she furtively dashed off her tears before facing the car with a smile. The car door then swung open, but only Joaquin stepped out so she eagerly peered into the car.

"It's just me," Joaquin declared placidly, still as indifferent as ever, his voice devoid of inflection.

Did you come alone,

doesn't have time to come," Joaquin

brought this third wheel along. Now, however, the third wheel was here without the protagonist. Of course, she was belligerent. Nevertheless, she knew that she couldn't lose her temper. I've got to maintain

car, they didn't say anything all the

Joaquin stood before the tombstone, still as expressionless as ever. Meredith, on the other hand, acted like a grieving mother as she placed the flowers, toys, and snacks in front of the tombstone. "I miss you a lot, Jamie. I wonder whether you're doing well over there. Are you eating well and dressing warmly? You've always been worrisome since young, so make sure that

side, Joaquin stared at her. After turning it over in his mind

seemed to be smiling strangely. "Ahh!" Fear struck

its grip. "Look! Jamie... Jamie's photo..." That smile seemed to be saying one thing-I knew it was you-rendering her terror-stricken. One who had a clea conscience need not fear the knock in