Chapter 24

Henry’s whole body felt numb and stiff. He wanted to rush up, tear up the divorce certificate, and take Josie home so that she would be locked up. He wanted her to only have him in her eyes, smiled only at him, and cared only for him.

However, it seemed that he was too late.

I finally got divorced,” Josie thought.

Josie walked out of the City Hall and looked at the divorce certificate in her hand before smiling.

She was finally free.

The tip of her nose suddenly felt a little warm. Josie stopped walking and instinctively raised her hand to touch it.

She was startled by the red blood on her fingers.

She tilted her head upward to stop the nosebleed. This always happened, and Josie seemed to have gotten used to it after a long while. She took out a tissue and wiped the blood off in a practiced manner.

The blood seemed to have gotten inside her mouth. The rusty smell of blood was strong.

Josie wanted to cry, but she didn’t dare to. She also wanted to vomit but couldn’t.

Josie walked slowly while feeling like a homeless orphan.

She had no family.

Her parents and grandfather were gone.

No one would really care about her.

No one could save her, and no one would protect her.

At Cedar Hill Cemetery, Josie sat in front of her parents‘ tombstone. She leaned against it with a vacant look in her eyes. She didn’t say anything and just sat there.

She would sit there with a bouquet of lily of the valley until dark. She did this every year.

Josie’s mother’s

was a beautiful

or anything. She was a ballet dancer and a

met

as a white swan. She made

side of Kathy at Morose Entertainment

had to go to school and

for the treatment

in the daytime, but she seemed to become a gorgeous

Kathy and probably fell in love with her at

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rich young master and a poor dancer

could be his mistress, but she could never be

after keeping her as his mistress for a

for Kathy, and resolutely break his relationship with the Gibson family. They then eloped

Kathy gave Josie

most handsome father and the most

little princess

gone. She had to accept the reality even if she didn’t want

now an

one would love her and care

envied the most was not Ashley,

for a man like her father to appear

She hoped he would

was not a savior, but

did you use up all your luck? Is that why… I’m suffering right now?” Josie murmured in a low voice. Warm tears filled

off to sleep. Her thought was a blur. Josie thought that she would probably sleep there that

be a

Jo

“Josie?”

was scarily high after being

her forehead

“Henry…

was a

thought it

deemed this impossible. It

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