Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“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.

silence for a few seconds toward the grave, then turned back to the car

and Zacharias received several phone calls in succession. It was time for them

even if restaurants were on the way. When they arrived at the Flintstone Residence,

someone coming out of the Flintstone Residence.

calls and Shirley stood by the dining table waiting for him. After finishing the call, he found her standing .there, like a straight

almost 3.00PM now. Zacharias couldn’t help but frown. He walked quickly

nodded and sat down, but Zacharias’ mind was clearly not on the meal.

probably because she was too hungry. She took a few bites casually, and at that moment, she received at message on her phone. She picked it up and glanced at it, after which a hint of surprise

He asked if she was free to meet up this weekend. Zacharias noticed her expression and even though he was thinking about important work, he still

put her phone back in her pocket and calmly asked Zacharias, “Mr. Flintstone, tomorrow

fact that she wanted to take a day off, he deduced that it wasn’t because she wanted to meet a relative

need a vacation for?”

also knew that if she said she wanted to meet a friend, this man might not grant her leave. However,

about Saturday? Can I take a day off on Saturday?” Shirley carefully observed his expression and hoped he would agree. “All right. I’ll give you half a day