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Chapter 117 Grace’s Death Anniversary
Eugene’s heart felt astringent. With a voice of comfort, he said, “You’re the one who’s still immersed in
the happiness of your childhood and are unwilling to come out of it. Now, you’re able to live an
interesting life without relying on a man because your son is so intelligent and outstanding. Isn’t this
happiness to you?”
Olivia smiled. “Well. That’s right. I’m so much happier ever since I had my son! Giving birth to him was
the best decision I ever made in my life.”
North also smiled, exposing his small teeth. “I feel happy and grateful to have you too, Mommy.”
Meanwhile, Eugene looked at Olivia and thought to himself that he was happy to have them too. All of
a sudden, Eugene wanted to make up for them since she must have suffered a lot whilst raising her
child alone! “What would you like to eat in the future? You can come here. I’ll make some dishes for
you both!”
Today was the death anniversary of Olivia’s mother. Olivia had already awakened early in the morning
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand dressed herself and her son in black. She also wore a bunch of small white flowers in front of her
chest. Just as she finished dressing up, she received a phone call from Marcus. “Olivia, today is Aunt
Grace’s death anniversary. Please wait for me; I’m coming over too.”
Olivia then replied, “Alright.”
Ten minutes later, when Olivia came downstairs, she saw a familiar car parked by the side of the road.
Beside the car stood a man dressed in black. He had a tall figure and was wearing a pair of gold-
rimmed spectacles. His entire body exuded a refined gentleness. It was her cousin, Marcus.
Olivia then walked over to greet him. “Marcus!”
North also called out to him, “Uncle Marcus!”
Marcus smiled as he looked at the both of them. “North, you’ve become even more handsome!”
North grinned and replied, “Uncle Marcus, you’re the same—still as handsome as before!”
Marcus then reached out to ruffle North’s little head twice. “Little brat, you’re such a good talker now!”
After they got in the car, the car slowly departed. Forty minutes later, they stopped at the cemetery
behind a mountain. Upon arriving at this place, everyone’s emotions became especially heavy. With a
bunch of chrysanthemums and flowers in Olivia’s hands and a basket of fruits in Marcus’, they came
before Grace Cohen’s gravestone.
On the gravestone, Grace’s face and smile were all there. However, it was clear that it had not been
taken care of for a long time. The flowers placed on the gravestone were scattered all over the floor;
fallen leaves were everywhere and the gravestone was covered in a thick layer of dust.
All of a sudden, Olivia’s nose burned as tears started welling up in her eyes. “Mom, I’ve come to visit
you.” Upon saying this, she knelt before Grace’s gravestone.
North and Marcus also squatted down to help tidy the area, whereupon they helped place the fresh
flowers and the fruits. Olivia then wiped Grace’s gravestone with a handkerchief while choking up.
“Mom, have you been well on the other side? Is it cold there? I’ve returned to the country and I’m doing
well right now. I’m able to protect myself too. Mom, look. This is your grandson, North Maxwell.” As she
was talking, Olivia pulled North over and introduced him to Grace. “North, this is your grandma. Please
bow your head in respect to her.”
Hence, North kneeled obediently in front of Grace’s gravestone and bowed his head down toward it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Grandma, I know you. Mommy always cries while holding your photo. Every year, Mommy would
become unhappy and would not eat anything on this day. She would also buy a lot of candles because
she said that you’re afraid of the dark. Grandma, you have to be happy in the heavens. That way,
Mommy will be happy too!”
Marcus kneeled down too. “Don’t worry, Aunt Grace. I’ll take good care of Olivia, so you don’t have to
be concerned about her.”
“Mom, I miss you so much. How I wish I could hug you again!” Olivia then reached out to hug the
gravestone and cried out, “You always say that girls don’t need to know everything, but you didn’t say
that you would leave me. Now, I don’t even know anything, and I can’t even take good care of myself.
North always complains about the takeouts and says that my cooking is terrible. I don’t even know what
to do anymore.”
North was slightly startled by her words and immediately bowed at the gravestone again. “I didn’t do
that, Grandma. I didn’t complain about Mommy. My mommy’s the best so don’t you worry; I’ll take good
care of her!”
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