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.

was such a simple sentence, it made

if she didn’t have to worry about anything

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rented house and got in the

were in

location, easily accessed, and had a well-designed layout. As a result, even with enough money, purchasing a burial plot here was

empty graves. Several people dressed in cemetery workwear were waiting, as were

Her mother’s name was on it, while her name was written in the lower right

prepared all these.

away, but

feel unsatisfied with this

here!” Rosalie hurriedly said. The plot he chose for her mother was a separate place in the

like apartments, whereas the

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

your mother’s ashes in

specially used to hold the ashes at the front of the tombstone. Then, those workers covered

of the cemetery handed over a contract to Rosalie. It wo

a

seal it.

cost and saw that it was exorbitant. Even if it able to afford such a grave.

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Ms. Leighton, you

owed Jonathan another big favor.

After all, this was not the 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