Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 176

The cemetery agent glanced nervously toward the far end of the cemetery before quickly steering me in the opposite direction. "Sorry, we won't look at this part of the cemetery today. Let's check out another area first." "I know Max. You can't go over there, but I can go by myself," I said, noticing the agent's fearful expression. Indeed, Max had a reputation for keeping people at bay whenever he visited.

The cemetery agent looked uncomfortable.

I reassured the agent. "I'll take responsibility for any issues."

Max had arrived at the cemetery early in the morning, which explained why he had dropped me back at my apartment so abruptly. I thought, 'Is he here to pay his respects to someone important?'

I didn't get too close to them, staying a short distance away and watching Max, wearing dark sunglasses and holding a bunch of white roses.

Ronald was there, too, hands in his pockets. "Can we remove this gravestone now?"

Remove the gravestone? I squinted to see better, and the name on the gravestone was Claire Floyd. I bit my finger, trying hard not to let my surprise show.

"Let's remove it," Max said in an indifferent tone.

Then Ronald pointed to another gravestone and asked, "Shouldn't we remove yours, too?"

Max's gravestone? Why was it right besides mine?

This time, Max didn't reply.

But Ronald said, "I don't get you. Why set up these two stones in the first place? Both of you are alive and well."

more I listened, the

a petal from the white roses Max

stumbled and ended up

don't know anything.

at Ronald coldly, demanding an explanation for

frustrated. He smacked himself on the mouth and

left,

"Aren't you going to

roses with a smile. "I just wanted to let you know that if you died, I

gust of wind blew,

around us. My

the white roseol

it

of my fondness

.

rose seeds,

turned away without

again, I saw it listed my death date as three days after my

froze. "Why that

didn't explain. I grabbed

from his hand and threw

to my gravestone. "Max, tell me, why