Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37

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Hearing from Celine that Grey had already settled everything was reassuring, I was still weak, and I doubted if I could walk on my own at all if I tried to get up from the bed.

“I don’t know how to live without her.” “The words softly emerged from my lips before I could even stop myself, I clenched my fists at my side and tried to keep the tears at bay. But try as I might, I couldn’t hold back the tears, and they fell down my checks.

Celine took my hand. With tears in her eyes, she spoke, feel the same, Lily. I feel lost without her, it feels as thought a part of me has been taken away

For a moment, neither of us spoke as we took the time to compose ourselves.

“Has Mom told you about something before she died?” Celine suddenly asked.

My gaze curiously landed on her face. “No,” I told her, but after a moment of hesitation, I continued, “But Lcould feel Mom was hiding something from me, Celine”

“feel the same way too, Lily, Celine replied as honestly as she could. “There was one time when Mom mentioned telling you the truth, When asked her what truth she was talking about, she didn’t reply, and I didn’t insist she tell me.”

“Twonder what Mom has been trying to tell me.” Absent–mindedly, I asked myself with regret

“Perhaps it’s better if we don’t know about it all,” Celine sighed. “Also, if it was really that important, Mom would have told you a long time ago.” She added, laying a comforting hand on my shoulder.

Celine had a point, I thought to myself, if it was that important, Mom should have told me long ago.

Take a rest, Lily. You need to recover quickly. Once you’re discharged, we need to start preparing for everything Celine didn’t directly say Mom’s burial but I knew she was referring to it

I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded.

I pressed my head against the pillow. Celine, on the other hand, started to read a magazine to occupy herself.

What did Mom want to tell me? Even after i assured myself it was nothing, the question still bothered my thoughts because deep down inside, I felt it was important, even if I tried to convince myself it wasn’t

With a sigh, I finally pushed the doubts from my mind. Regrets would not change a thing, I thought to myself while reminding myself that perhaps it was better that I knew nothing at all.

“I will miss you,

u, Mom. Life isn’t the same without you.” I knelt in front of Mom’s grave as I placed her favorite lilies on her tombstone. Until now, I still couldn’t believe that she was gone. Everything felt like a dream to me. Saying it’s been a ‘dream‘ was an understatement. It’s been a nightmare.

If it weren’t for Celine, who stood by me and helped me prepare everything alter I was discharged from the hospital, I doubted I would have been able to got everything done. Grey had been there too, I was surprised he never left my side, With the divorce at hand, I wondered why he was trying to be good to me. Perhaps he was pitying me for losing my mother.

“You’re finally with Dad and Dylan, Mom. I know you’re happy wherever you are now, Please watch over us in heaven.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, I’d been crying for a week now until my eyes were swollen, but every time thought of Mom, the tears kept coming.

My fingers traced the letters carved deep into the tombstone. Noticing it for the first time and seeing Mom’s name made the pain in my chest triple worse. She’s really gone and never to return. Tears blurred iny vision at the thought.

I did my best not to burst into tears but failed. The tears I tried so hard to suppress fell down my cheeks.

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Chapter 37

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Celine stood beside me, sobbing, as she wiped her face with the handkerchief in her hand. She’d been crying for a while now, and watching her do so made tears flow down my cheeks even more,

On the nearby grave where our son was buried, Grey stood with a white bouquet of roses in his hand, He placed the bouquet of pink lilies on Mom’s grave a while ago, and now he put the white roses on top of Dylan’s grave. I painfully looked away as he knelt at Dylan’s grave and touched his tombstone. It hurt me to see the pain in his eyes. It had been years since Dylan’s death, but the pain still felt fresh and raw, as though it had just happened yesterday.

The heavens, as though expressing their condolences, slowly dariened until the scorching sun faded behind a mass of grey clouds. The rain poured from the sky, soaking my tear–streaked face. Still, I remained in place, unwilling to leave.

“It’s raining. Lily” Grey, who I hadn’t noticed moving from his place, was already behind me.

“I want to stay here for a while. Just leave me alone, please,” I whispered, pushing him away when he tried to grab my hand

“No. You’re going to get sick if you insist on staying,” Grey reminded me as he took my hand and never let it go, despite my struggle to free myself. “Don’t be stubborn, Lily,” he reprimanded. “If you get sick, you cannot return to work.”

The mention of work stopped my struggles. He was right. I couldn’t afford to get sick now. I had to return to work tomorrow morning. I had bills to pay, and I needed money to buy food, If I didn’t work, I would starve to death,

When Gray pulled me to his car, I didn’t resist anymore.

Celine quietly followed behind us.