My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383 

“No, it’s fine here!” Grace said quickly. The cemetery plot he 

had chosen for her mother was in a separate spot in the 

cemetery, not in line with the rest. 

If one were to describe them as houses, the rows and rows of 

tombs were apartments while the tomb he had chosen was 

like a mansion. 

It was a small independent space surrounded by a row of 

trees. There were even stone tables and chairs a few meters in 

front of the tomb for visitors to rest. 

“Great. Then you can put your mother’s ashes in,” said Jason. 

Grace nodded, stooped down, and placed her mother’s cinerary casket in the hole in front of the tombstone where the ashes were kept. Then, the workers covered it with the slate and poured cement over it to seal it. 

The cemetery staff presented Grace with a contract for the cemetery. It was a one-time contract for 50 years. 

However, Grace saw that the cost was a huge amount. Even before her incident, she might not have been able to afford such an expensive cemetery plot. 

“Mr. Reed has paid for all the expenses. You just need to sign. 

here, Miss Cummins,” said the cemetery staff. 

Grace knew she owed Jason another big favor. 

Biting her lip slightly, she took the pen and signed her name. After all, it was not the time to worry about her remaining 

pride. 

After the cemetery staff and workers left, Jason asked Terrence to bring out incense as well as the fruits and food for worship. 

“You have not paid your respects to your mother today. You can do it now.” As he spoke, he stooped down and laid out the candles, food, and fruits. Then, he took out a lighter and lit the candles. Finally, he lit another bunch of incense and gave her three of them. 

Grace took the incense and stared at the tombstone where her mother now laid. Her heart was at last at rest. 

Even if her mother had passed away, she now had a resting place. 

Grace respectfully bowed three times to the tombstone, putting all her longing for her mother at the bottom of her heart. 

“Mom, I’ll visit you again this winter solstice, and I’ll come 

every day after that. I won’t keep you waiting anymore,” 

muttered Grace. “Mom, if you’re hearing this, please bless me 

so I can find out the truth of the car accident and clear my 

name one day.”