You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1659: Everything is Fake

Mufron.

Public Cemetery, secluded and isolated from the world.

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The weather was fitting, with a light drizzle falling. The sky stretched out in a pure light gray, carrying a hint of solemnity.

Joyce stood in front of Iris's tombstone, her exquisite face filled with SOITOW.

In fact, she had never been to the cemetery before. Christian had taken care of everything back then. She had been focused on seeking revenge and couldn't face Iris before that. Now, four years had passed, and her feelings were completely different from back then.

Anderson stood by her side, wearing a black suit, feeling his mother's sadness. He tightly gripped her sleeve.

Luther had arranged for workers to dig around the grave.

As shovelful after shovelful of soil was dug out and piled to the side, a high-quality miniature coffin was gradually revealed.

When Joyce saw the coffin, she couldn't help but tremble.

Luther noticed and quickly held her tightly in his arms, comforting her. Although his own heart was heavy with grief as well.

He also wanted a daughter, but it seemed that his fate with daughters had come to an end.

He felt a deep sigh in his heart.

"Mr. Warner, shall we open the coffin?" asked one of the workers, a specialist in grave relocation. It was customary in the industry to ask again before opening the coffin as a sign of respect.

nodded in

away, not wanting to

something amiss. "Wait, Mr. Warner,

carefully examined the area. "We have a lot of experience, and there's a clear difference between a coffin that hasn't been opened in four

it quickly,” Joyce ordered the worker after glancing at

opened the coffin, revealing

in this line of work my whole life, and I can tell the time of burial from the layer of

covered her mouth with her hand, unable

open the urn and take a look?" the

the urn had been recently

if it disturbs Iris?" Joyce

said firmly, holding Joyce's hand.

also tightened her grip on Anderson's hand.

eyes fixed on the urn inside the

he saw that something was wrong, he walked over and stood

with fine powder. As soon as it was opened, a bit of the powder floated in the air

her heart

ashes of an infant,” the worker said after

not," the worker said with

you

before. Infants don't have ashes. Their bones haven't even fully formed yet, and they can't withstand the high temperatures of cremation. They would scatter with a gust of

test now."

empty four years ago, why would

him in a long time, and it would be

few strands of her own hair and handed them to Darrin. "Go and do the DNA test. I'll