When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 612

I searched my memory but could not remember any such person. Who could he be? As far as I could remember, my Grandma did not have a friend like this.

Out of curiosity, I could not help stepping forward. “Hello!”

The man paused for a moment and turned around to look at me sharply.

His elegant handsome features seemed aloof as he cast me a glance. Without a word, he turned around, ready to leave.

Noticing the white chrysanthemums and offerings in front of the tombstone, I couldn’t help looking in the man’s direction, asking, “Mister, you are…?”

The man turned around and cast me a glance, saying, “Just a passer-by!”

After this short phrase, he said no more.

Watching him walk away, I could not help being curious. When did my Grandma make friends with someone like this?

Leading Summer to pay respects and bid goodbyes, I set aside those thoughts. Macy’s grave was the newest. After five years, there were no weeds or damages. It looked brand new.

I could not understand Jared. Perhaps, he had never loved Naomi or Macy. To him, they were just passers-by and his feelings for them are just guilt.

Neither of them was around anymore nor so all that was left was a heart filled with remorse.

If both of them were still alive, I’m afraid he would still be cold and indifferent to them as if they were just strangers.

again. His car was parked in front of the cemetery, it

a nonchalant glance and put on

Mr. Fuller instructed me

It was already booked.

a screeching sound of

abruptly and Summer fell into my arms. Joseph calmed himself and looked

to my senses as two men alighted the black car with wrenches in their hands, obviously coming at

The windscreen

windscreen on the driver’s side crashed down even as Joseph cried,

was opened and two well-built men pulled him out, tying his hands and

I got out my phone to make the call, it was snatched

pulled open and two big and burly men stood there, expressionless, looking at me. “Ms. Stovall, please come

she be traumatized, I said calmly, “What do

hour of your time!”

for fear of putting Summer in harm’s way, so holding her, I came down from the car and looked at the two men as calmly as I

was a good thing that they wasted no words but led the

It was almost devoid of emotion but the tone was loud and clear so that the

in their tracks and I looked in the direction of the voice. It was the man we saw at the grave just

are you? It’s none of your business.”

“This is broad daylight. Please be cautious

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