Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 630

This was Finley’s only ray of light in that turbulent, chaotic and dark era. At this time, he brought Sofia here, and he also asked Sofia to meet his relatives and the people he respected the most.

The uncle looked at Sofia and said with a smile, “You are so lucky, this girl has a good temperament at first glance, you young couple are waiting, I will go and boil milk for you.”

Sofia was praised so much by an elder, and now her face was even redder.

After eating noodles, Finley and Sofia took a taxi to the cemetery in the suburbs.

In fact, this cemetery does not belong to the luxurious area of the rich. It is just an ordinary cemetery, which seems to be well maintained.

Finley took Sofia’s hand and came to a tombstone. The photo on the tombstone has faded due to too much wind and rain, but the woman in the photo still smiles softly. –

Sofia has always had a hurdle in her heart, wondering whether she should tell Finley the truth. In fact, her parents are not so in love with each other, but Layla and her father seem to be a match made in heaven. It’s just that the love of the older generation has also experienced so many ups and downs, not only during the period, but what happened to get to this point.

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quarrel, Sofia originally wanted to tell Finley about Layla and her father, but seeing the beautiful and peaceful face

unreasonable to pierce things that shouldn’t be pierce in front of

Sofia heard that Finley was going to take him to the cemetery, she already guessed what Finley was going to do. Holding a bunch of daisies, white daisies, he knelt down slowly and placed the white chrysanthemums in front

he wanted Sofia to meet his mother too. But he didn’t expect

directly to

understand the meaning of something, and a bit of soreness and

son to go abroad and killed them all, which made his mother go on such a road of no return. At this time, his daughter knelt in

beside Sofia, clutching her hand tightly.

said in a slightly muffled voice, “Get up, your knees are arthritic and you can’t hold back the cold.”

mother and son on behalf of my father.”

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