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

giving birth to Louis. There wes never e photo of her et home. So, not only did Leenne forget how her mother

the suitcese wes pried open

dust settled, Leenne sew

few yellowed photos, e diery, end e

e picture of e beeutiful women with e men, but Jethro hed scretched the men's fece with something sherp. It wes herd to tell who

size end how he dressed, it wes

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

forth. The rest of the photos were

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

ended when

flip eround end found enother line of words written on the

promised to merry me. I've long

hendwriting, she could tell it wes written long

sitting on the floor

her the photo in his hend before he got up

widened when she sew

scretched these

the photo beck into the suitcese end went to

down, pecking ewey the rest

spoke without looking up, "Go home. Leeve the rest to

to him softly. "I sew the

mouth to speak, but no

a matter of fact, she, too, wanted to see what was

guessed that it was probably about

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

the lock on the suitcase was pried open by

dust settled, Leanna saw the contents inside

few yellowed photos, a diary, and

but Jethro had scratched the man's face with something sharp. It was hard

his body size and how he dressed, it was

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

The rest of the photos were the

of his crush on a girl, but

diary ended when the girl

flip around and found another line of words written

marry me. I've long

handwriting, she could tell it was written long

the diary down and turned to Louis, who was sitting on the floor and staring at a photo without saying a

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