The Woman From Hell

Chapter 936

After taking Munchkin to pay respects to Mother, I brought him to Cecilia's grave.

Although it had been three years, Cecilia's tombstone still looked brand new and there were no weeds around it.

Looking at the photo of the sweet-smiling woman on the tombstone, tears welled up in my eyes.

Cecilia's death was the most difficult for me to accept. She was supposed to live a great life.

I could never stop hating Mason or learn to understand him. Why did he only know how to cherish someone after losing them?

Perhaps he had never loved Cecilia or Samantha. He merely felt guilty about them. Unable to escape the condemnation of his own conscience, he allowed the demons to devour him.

If the two of them were still alive, he would probably remain cold and indifferent to them. Perhaps they might have even turned into strangers.

On my way back, I bumped into the man with the cold temperament again.

His car was parked in front of the graveyard. It was a black Rolls-Royce. He was sitting inside, watching

Munchkin and me.

my tracks, he put on his shades,

Mother, I did not have the strong urge to know the answer. Hence, I was not very

Grant wants me to book flight tickets for tonight for

It fl

not seek

he would start a fight

be overthinking. I

the cemetery anyway and I had nothing left to do in

and was headed straight for us.

were caught off guard and received a major

got out of the car. They each held

to smash the window of the

as he said that, the man opened the car

two brawny guys, who then bound his hands and feet before stuffing him into the

despite all this and quickly pulled out my

the call was answered,

cried in shock. I held him and looked vigilantly at the men standing outside

with us if you're smart," one of the men