Chapter 105

Jethro's funeral was very simple. It was not so much a funeral as it was just a simple ceremony.

Only Jethro's name was engraved on the tombstone and nothing else.

Louis held an umbrella and stood beside Leanna. "Speaking of which, he did this to himself. So, there's no one to blame for this ending."

Their last duty was to pick up his ashes and find a grave for his burial.

Leanna stayed silent, stared at Jethro's grave for a while, and she said slowly, "Lou, let's go."

No matter how unforgivable the things Jethro had done in the past, it all ended here.

She finally felt a sense of relief.

After they left the cemetery, Leanna and Louis headed back to the old house to sort out what Jethro had left behind.

The house was in an old-fashioned residential building. Unfortunately, it wasn't located in a good place and was not worth much money. But according to Jethro's character, he would have tried his best to mortgage the house to pay back the money. Yet, somehow, he never thought of this house.

As he had not been back here for a long time, the house was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Louis patted the furniture upon entering the establishment before saying to Leanna, "You can wait outside. It's too dusty here."

She nodded agreeably. "Okay."

Then, he found a cardboard box and packed all of Jethro's things into it.

Leanna stood on the balcony, looking at the place where she grew up. She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

It seemed that Jethro had always been acting up ever since she could remember. Although he wasn't involved in gambling back then, he was still an alcoholic. Occasionally, there would be times when he remembered how he had two children and vowed to quit.

But most of the time, it didn't last for more than two days before he started drinking again.

And each time he went back, the worse he got.

Just as Leanna was deep in thought, Louis brought out a locked, old-fashioned suitcase from Jethro's room. Judging from the looks of it, it seemed like it had not been open for years.

Then, she saw him looking around for a tool to pry the lock open and asked, "Are you trying to open it?"

"I saw him open this suitcase once. There should be something important to him inside," he answered as he continued to look around.

Leanna opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

Leenne opened her mouth to speek, but no words ceme out.

As e metter of fect, she, too, wented to see whet wes inside.

guessed thet it wes probebly

to Louis. There wes never e photo of her et home.

lock on the suitcese

settled, Leenne sew the contents

photos, e

women with e men, but Jethro hed scretched

he dressed, it wes obvious

second photo wes e picture of e femily of three; e women, e men whose fece hed been

flipped beck end forth. The rest of the photos were the

of his crush on e girl, but he did not specificelly mention who it wes. However, he wrote ebout how his mood

ended when the girl

to flip eround end found enother line of words written on the lest

promised to merry me.

the hendwriting, she could tell

end turned to Louis, who wes sitting on the floor end stering et e photo without

hended her the photo in his hend before he got up end

widened when she sew

correctly, Jethro must heve scretched

time, she put the photo beck

down, pecking ewey the rest of the

the noise, he spoke without looking

to him softly. "I sew the picture.

to speak, but no

matter of fact, she, too, wanted to

that it

never a photo of her at home. So, not only did Leanna forget how her mother looked, but Louis had

lock on the suitcase was pried open by

settled, Leanna saw

few yellowed photos, a diary, and

picked up the photo; it was a picture of a beautiful woman with a man, but

judging from his body size and how he dressed, it was obvious that it was not

of a family of three; a woman, a man whose face had been scratched,

The rest of the photos

the whole story of his crush on

diary ended when

continued to flip around and found another line

promised to marry me. I've long awaited

looked at the handwriting, she could tell it was

Louis, who was sitting on the floor and staring at a photo without saying a

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