Love Comes After Hate

Chapter 38

I rushed back to the hospital and planned to follow Wendy after visiting my mother and daughter

I an exhausted, but I can‘t fall down for the time heing After all, I have a long way to go. There are still ma ny things willing for

ITC to do

But the last straw crushed me.

As soon as I go to the hospital, I received a call from the nurse saying that my mother died of myocardial infarction caused by

lung infection.

I was waiting for the elevator in the lobby on the first floor. After listening to the nurse, I should have tried, but I may be food

that my body forgot to shed cars. I was like a lool. My eyes were empty and I fell to the ground.

It seemed that someone wanted to help me up and asked me what‘s wrong with me and whether I neede d help. I murmurd.

“You can‘t help me. No one can help me…”

ILLET

The loss of my parents within two days made me extremely desperate. Linda was afraid that I would do s omething stupid and

kept company with me. My uncle and aunt were responsible for cremation and funeral. During this period , Aaron also called me. I

refused and directly put him in the blacklist.

Many people advised me not to be too uncomfortable, saying that time would dilute and cure everything

And I really can only count everything on the ethereal time. After all, I have a daughter to take care of. I c an‘t die, but I have to live well and live with her.

Later, when my daughter left the hospital, I pushed the stroller to the funeral home to get the ashes. The two cans of urn were

very light, but they looked very heavy, which pressed my heart very painful.

The burial was arranged two days later. The weather forecast said it was a cloudless sunny day, but whe n I got up that day, there

was a strong wind and rain.

Presumably, they also passed away with grievances, unwilling to do so.

There were many people mourning, including colleagues and friends of my parents, and distant relatives who had little contact.

However, the rain became heavier and heavier, and they left after the burial I gave my daughter to Linda and asked her to go back

first. I‘ll stay for a while.

The cemetery was bought by my uncle. On the left is my father and on the right is my mother. I knelt dow n between the two

tombs and said nothing, as if I had said a lot in my heart. The salt that occasionally falls to your mouth ca n‘t tell whether it‘s tears or

rain.

Later, rustling footsteps came from behind. Looking back, it was Blake, All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

He was dressed in black with a white flower pinned to his chest. He was really disgusting.

I told him to go away, but he came up to me: “Can I have a word with you?”

I stared at him: “why you find your conscience? Want to apologize to my parents, or want to return the mo

Blake twisted his eyebrows and asked. “I heard you want to sue us?”

I deliberately said, “yes, the lawyer has been found. Are you arraid?

He smiled disdainfully: “I just want to give you some advice. If you don‘t want to lose more, just stay hones

threaten us with the police, someone others will die because of you next time”

When Blake said these words, he had a kind of defiant self– confidence, as if he were high in the sky. I was just in ant. It was very

easy for him to step on me.

I couldn‘t help asking, “What‘s your reason for being so arrogant?”

Blake smiled unfathomably: “Do you think I will tell you?”

Then he turned and left,

I stared at his back for a long time, and then knelt in front of iny parents‘ stone tablet and vowed that I mus