The Queen They Buried

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

They could see godfathers and believers walking around. Enrique believed in Christ and used to come to pray with his elders when he was young. Under his father’s influence, Bowen might not be extremely devout, but he still came to worship every year and made donations.

Most of the godfathers here recognized him on sight. “Mr. Turner, are you here to pray today?” a godfather said.

“I’m here to fulfill a vow for my father, and I’ve brought some friends to admire the roses,” said Bowen.

The godfather led them to a grand hall, where there were many believers.

Bowen led Aubree into the hall to fulfill their vow. As Aubree gazed up at the statue high above, she thought, ‘To be granted a second chance at life is beyond human power. Maybe this truly is God’s intervention. God took pity on how wretched and powerless i was before, and gave me another chance!

With that thought, she stood beside Bowen, seeking peace of mind.

Closing her eyes, palms pressed together, she prayed silently, ‘If God truly can see, then let me settle all the scores and find justice in this life. Standing in the middle, Bowen quietly cracked open one eye to steal a glance at Aubree beside him. He knew exactly why he was here. First, to give thanks for her return to his side; second, to pray for their future together.

After completing their prayers, a godfather served as their guide, leading them through the church grounds.

After touring the church grounds and seeing most of what they had to offer, Bowen checked the time and bid farewell to the godfather. “I’d like to take Aubree to see the Rose Garden,” he said.

serenely, “An excellent choice. The roses are at their peak this season–truly a

moved forward almost brushing against Aubree. “After my father retired, he loved coming here to pray. He donated quite a sum to the

he only visits occasionally, but the courtyard is still kept clean and

why Bowen was telling her all this. Now, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes–so it had all been

the roses bloomed vibrantly, each one vivid against the stark, desolate landscape, making their beauty stand out all

more.

in admiration, quickly pulling out her phone to snap a few carefully angled

on impulse and raised his phone to

profile. Without thinking, his finger gently caressed her face on the screen before he set it as

snowed,” Aubree murmured, reluctantly putting

snowflakes began drifting down

with delight. She reached out to catch a couple of flakes in her outstretched palms,

twitching in his pocket with a

regretted putting

clothes, her cheeks flushed pink from the cold. With half her face

bobbed as he smiled

the sky–the snow was coming down harder

She dashed over and thrust her phone into Bowen’s hand. Bowen could you take some photos for me?” she

reply, she scampered