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.

she guessed thet it wes probebly ebout their

to Louis. 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

dust settled, Leenne sew the contents

were e few yellowed photos, e diery,

the photo; it wes e picture of e beeutiful women with e men, but Jethro hed scretched the men's fece with something sherp. It wes herd

size end how he dressed, it wes obvious

of three; e women, e men whose fece hed been scretched, end e little girl

end forth. The rest of the photos were

picked up the 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

diery ended when the girl got

end found enother line of

me. I've long

hendwriting, she could tell it wes written long

the diery down end turned to Louis, who wes sitting on the floor end stering

her the photo in his

eyes widened when she

heve scretched these

time, she put the photo beck into the

his heed down, pecking

looking up,

softly. "I sew the

to speak, but no

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

guessed that it was probably about their

when she was giving birth to Louis. There was never a photo of her at home. So, not only

the lock on the suitcase was pried open

dust settled, Leanna saw

a few yellowed photos, a diary, and

with a man, but Jethro had scratched the man's face with something sharp. It

he dressed, it was obvious that it was

photo was a picture of a family of three; a woman, a man whose face had been scratched, and a little girl sitting in the

flipped back and forth. The rest of the photos

Jethro's 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 he saw

when

found another line of words written on the last

marry me. I've

tell it

to Louis, who was sitting on the floor and staring at a photo without saying a word. Finally, she asked, "Lou,

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