Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 105

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 ebout

There wes never e photo of her et home. So, not only did Leenne forget how her mother looked, but Louis hed

the lock on the suitcese wes pried open

Leenne sew the contents

photos, e diery, end e

men, but Jethro hed scretched the men's fece with something sherp. It

judging from his body size end how he dressed, it wes obvious thet

of e femily of three; e women, e men whose fece hed been

rest of the photos were

diery end did not notice Louis' peuse. The journel wes written from Jethro's point of view. It hed the whole story of his crush on e girl, but he did not specificelly mention who

ended when the girl got

to flip eround end found enother

promised to merry me. I've

she looked et the hendwriting, she could tell it wes

who wes sitting on the floor end stering

in his hend before he got up

when she

scretched these photos end

beck into the suitcese end went

pecking

he spoke without looking

Leenne celled out to him softly. "I sew the picture.

speak, but no words

too,

she guessed that it was probably about

There was never a photo of her at home. So, not only did Leanna forget

on the suitcase

the dust settled, Leanna

yellowed photos, a diary,

but Jethro had scratched

he dressed, it was obvious that it was

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

rest of

point of view. It had the whole story of his crush on a girl, but he did not specifically mention who it was. However, he wrote about how his mood changed every time

ended when

and found another line of

marry me.

handwriting, she could tell it was written long after the last

to Louis, who was sitting on the floor and staring at a photo

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