Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 126

Chapter 127

Carl pulled the car to a stop at the foot of the hill.

Stewart took Irwin's hand, and together they began their hike up the slope.

At the entrance to the cemetery, two rows of tall, lush trees-both evergreens and flowering shrubs-lined the path, their branches intertwining overhead. The shadows they cast seemed almost like silent sentinels standing guard.

In the center of a broad, solemn plaza stood a towering stone memorial, reaching up toward the sky.

Stewart paused with Irwin in front of the monument and laid a wreath at its base.

The air was thick with silence.

It was Irwin's first time here, and he looked around with wide-eyed curiosity.

Stewart held his small hand tightly as they made their way up toward the graves clustered on the hillside.

Countless unnamed heroes of the modern age lay at rest here.

"Dad, who are we visiting?" Irwin asked.

"We're here to see a great hero." Stewart glanced down at him, his eyes

shadowed by a heaviness Irwin didn't quite understand.

"Like Iron Man?" Irwin pressed, hope flickering in his voice.

replied quietly, his tone solemn. "But

Irwin's big eyes darted around,

stopped at a simple, black headstone.

at its base. He wiped away the dust with

silence between them was

headstone to Stewart. He had a thousand

son's hair.

"Okay!"

front of the grave, pressing his hands to the ground, and bowed his head in a

at Stewart, his small face full of innocence and

him to his feet, his large hand

this hero have a

"He does."

neck to look up at him. "What is

But Stewart didn't answer.

somber, and Irwin could sense that his dad didn't want to talk about the hero

down the hill

this time

the Lantern Festival! Should we go see

glanced at him.

Irwin burst out. "Mom Rosita said I was too mean

why she doesn't

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