Joseph looked at Chloe condescendingly. He ultimately decided to agree with Ginny’s request, so he kept quiet and left.
Chloe kneeled before the coffin until almost everyone in the hall had left. She then got up and massaged her aching knees a little before continuing to kneel.
Harold observed Chloe through a window on the second floor. He felt incredibly sorry for her. "Ask her to go home and rest. She’s been on her knees for a long time. She must be suffering.”
Patrick immediately carried out the order. "Ms. Chloe, it's getting late and cold. Please go home." He walked over and tried to get her to stand.
With her head hung low in a downcast manner, she stated stubbornly, "I want to stay with Grandpa a little longer."
"No, you don't have to as you’ll still have a lot of... No, what I’m trying to say is that he’s already gone. You can visit him at the cemetery once a year. I’m sure he'll be quite satisfied."
"Patrick, please leave. I want to be here alone."
A tinge of gratification flickered in his eyes when he saw Chloe's resolution. 'She truly is a grateful person.'
"Grandpa!"
They suddenly heard a prolonged and melancholic lament from afar.
Patrick looked over and his gaze changed. "Who let you in?"
Xavia was in a long black dress with a white scarf around her neck. Her aura was elegant and cold. She had gone to the hospital for treatment, so her face was no longer as swollen as before but one could still discern the scratches and redness on her face.
"Joe let me come."
Knitting his brows, Patrick did not hide his disgust.
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