“Does it hurt?” Shirley asked with concern.

“Yes,” the man replied. She immediately blew on his fingertips. “Be careful not to burn your hand.” She thought to herself that he must be overwhelmed by grief and sorrow for his mother..

“Do you need me to help you light it?” Shirley asked. Upon seeing four sets of candles beside him, she was worried that the man would burn his fingers again. Zacharias pursed his lips and smiled. “Sure. Let’s do it together.”

After saying that, he handed her the candle and then looked toward the direction of the tombstone. In his heart, he was communicating with his mother. “Mom, I brought your future daughter-in-law to visit you. Are you happy in the afterlife?”

The girl lighting the candle next to him was completely unaware of his emotions.

After lighting the candle, the smoke was scattered in the wind and quickly disappeared as if blowing toward another world.

Zacharias stood up, he bowed his head in silence for a few seconds toward the grave, then turned back to the

received several phone calls in succession. It

his prominent identity, they couldn’t stop for a meal, even if restaurants were on the way.

of the car, she saw someone coming out of the Flintstone Residence. It

by the dining table waiting for him. After finishing

3.00PM now. Zacharias couldn’t help but frown. He walked quickly to the dining table and

Zacharias’ mind was clearly not on the meal. His eyes

few bites casually, and at that moment, she received

weekend. Zacharias noticed her expression and even though he was thinking about important work, he still took a moment to observe the girl in front

in her pocket and calmly asked Zacharias, “Mr. Flintstone, tomorrow is the weekend. Can

a day off, he deduced that it wasn’t because she wanted to

you need a vacation for?” Zacharias didn’t

said she wanted to meet a friend, this man

a day off on Saturday?” Shirley carefully observed his expression and hoped he would agree.

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