My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 671 Father

The envelope was a pale purple one with a stamp on it. I took it and replied in a sad voice, "Mr. and Mrs. Gant, please accept my condolences. Francesca is no longer with us, but I'm here to help if you need anything."

Of course, Francesca's parents didn't actually need my help. It was just a polite gesture. But if they truly needed me, I would be willing to do so.

Francesca's mother, Azariah Mooney, was weeping as she sorrowfully said, "Thank you, Mrs. Xenos. Francesca mentioned that you were the person who understood her the most. Thank you for bringing her comfort during her lifetime, and thank you for attending her funeral and saying those kind words to us."

I turned around and glanced at the coffin.

Inside the coffin lay a beautiful and proud woman.

Shawn and I left the main hall. Upon entering our room, I immediately contacted Leon. "Where are you? Are you at Francesca's funeral?"

"No, I'm outside the villa. Her parents wouldn't let me in to see her. I just saw you two arrive."

Leon sounded very calm.

I paused for a moment before deciding, "I'll come out."

Then, I hung up the phone and looked down at the letter in my hand. The people around me had a habit of writing letters before their passing.

Meanwhile, Shawn was standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, looking outside. I stood up and asked, "What are you looking at? By the way, I'm going to see Leon later."

"There's someone down there who looks familiar."

I went over and looked down, only to see a crowded gathering below. Confused, I asked, "Who are you referring to?"

Shawn pointed to a corner.

Following his pointing, I looked over and saw an elderly man.

The wrinkles on the elder's face were deeply etched.

His gaze seemed rather sinister.

Right now, he was counting the flower baskets down there.

He must be a servant of the Gant Family.

But how did Shawn know him?

"Do you know him?" I asked with curiosity.

Shawn's voice was cold. "I saw his photo before. Waylen mentioned that he's been living overseas, so I didn't expect to see him here."

"He should be from the Gant Family."

Shawn nodded and turned around to sit on a sofa. I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hesitating before opening the envelope.

'Ms. Felix,

'By the time you receive this letter, I should no longer be in this world. Although I don't want to think this way, I'm well aware of the risks of the surgery and the fact that I'm unlikely to survive it.

'With these thoughts in mind, I believe it is necessary to make preparations in advance.

'So, I wrote a few letters.

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'One for Tammie.

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plan to write one for

what I

like nothing needed to

you for appearing in my life. Although we don't keep in touch

and I share the same

I can empathize with

you also know what I've gone

mutual

be honest, I don't know what else to

don't seem to have had much

we can talk about

will only worsen my

it. Goodbye, Ms.

take care of

grows up, tell her that I loved her

was

I could still feel her

the Gants' villa.

here,

was still wearing the clothes he had worn at the hospital that day. He sat on the ground, hugging himself, looking pitiful and dirty. I approached him and crouched down beside him. "We're

take care

Leon's voice was

him,

I have lost my loved one and my passion for life. All that's

added, "The Gants won't let

Tammie

in his arms and mumbled, "It's over, really all over. She left with hatred toward me, not even leaving a single word behind for me. And