The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 200

“According to our investigation, after Ms. Leighton’s father took out her mother’s urn, he paid the rent here for three months. Apart from his brief visit on the first day, he never came here again.” Carlos continued, “At the same time, Ms. Leighton’s father hasn’t contacted any cemetery and gone through any formalities to buy a grave.”

Rosalie lowered her head and stared at the urn in front of her.

She thought, ‘Father… He never intended to relocate my mother’s grave from the beginning. What he did was merely to threaten me with this.

He would have likely thrown this urn back at me once he had made enough money from me.

That way, he could save the money needed to buy a grave!

If my mother knew the man she had loved treated her like this after she died, I wonder how she would feel.

He even wants to use a dead person! Hah!’

At this moment, Rosalie felt it was ridiculous and pathetic.

Her nose began to tingle, but her tears didn’t fall this time. Perhaps because she had previously cried too much, she had no tears left at this point.

“Thank you,” Rosalie said, looking up at Jonathan. Without him, she wouldn’t have found her mother’s ashes.

“If you really want to thank me, you might as well thank me all at once later,” Jonathan said and turned to look at Carlos. “Have you arranged everything?”

“Yes. Everything’s ready,” Carlos replied.

Hence, Jonathan said to Rosalie, “Bring your mother’s ashes. The first thing you should do now is lay her to rest, right?”

She was stunned and looked at him in a daze.

“Let’s go. I have arranged everything,” he said.

sentence, it made her

she didn’t have to worry about anything

*

the rented house and got in the car.

again, they were in a

As a result, even with

one of the empty graves. Several people dressed in cemetery workwear were waiting,

of the grave. Her mother’s name was on it, while her

prepared

do these right away, but he helped her complete

you feel unsatisfied with this

it’s nice here!” Rosalie hurriedly said. The plot he chose for her mother was a separate place in the cemetery, not

of tombs were like apartments, whereas the

by a row of trees. Several feet from the front of the tomb, there were even stone tables and chairs where those visiting the grave could

“Put your mother’s ashes in

ashes at the front of the tombstone. Then, those workers covered it with a slate and

over a contract to Rosalie.

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to seal

was

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been

years with the

• her misfortune, she might not

fees. Ms. Leighton, you just need

knew that she owed Jonathan another big favor.

time to worry about her last bit of pride. When the cemetery staff and workers left, Jonathan asked Carlos to take out the candles, fruits, and food for the memorial. “You haven’t paid your respect to your mother today, so why not do it now?” As he spoke, he squatted down and