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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 381

Sarah’s funeral was held.

Because no one in the Jackson family pursued this anymore, she was still buried as the First Madam of the Jackson family.

However, in Emily’s eyes, no matter how glorious the funeral was, all that was remained was just a lonely grave.

On the day of Sarah’s funeral, she saw Manson.

Manson looked much thinner than before in just two days.

Although he was now slightly calm, he was still very haggard.

Manson was born in such a wealthy family, and his father was not his own.

His father had other families and other children even in this family, let alone in outside.

To Manson, Sarah was his only relative.

Because there was no difference for him to have or not have a dad.

Now that Sarah was dead, could he not be desperate?

Looking at the depressed figure not far away, Emily remembered what Sarah looked like before she died.

“Please … occasionally … take care of … my son …”

Sarah’s voice seemed to be still in her ears.

Emily felt sad and her tears almost rolled down her cheeks.

She was most afraid of seeing the separation between relatives.

When it was their turn to worship, Emily followed behind Hunter.

Actually, she didn’t know what kind of identity she was to worship the First Madam of the Jackson family.

However, knowing that she wanted to come, Hunter let her come.

This time, he didn’t give him a hard time.

“Mr. Manson.” Emily walked over to Manson and stared through her sunglasses at his red and swollen eyes.

“My condolences.”

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she didn’t know what to say to comfort the man.

Manson looked at her and his thin lips trembling slightly. But he did not say anything.

Emily bit her lip and finally couldn’t help but say, “Mrs. Sarah … Before she died, she let me tell you to take good care of yourself.”

Manson remained silent and stared at her.

Just as Emily was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, “Since she was not afraid that things would be exposed, why did she commit suicide?”

Emily froze slightly.

She couldn’t answer this question.

Because, she couldn’t figure it out herself.

She turned around and looked at Manson. She wanted to say something but didn’t know how to say it.

In the end, she said softly, “Anyway, you are the only one she cares about in her life. Take good care of yourself for her.”

“What else did she tell you?”

Emily shook her head. In fact, Sarah really didn’t say anything.

Manson stared at her haggard face.

He still had many questions. There were many things he could not understand.

However, Emily was “invited” by Liam to leave.

“Do you have much to say to him?” Hunter’s expression darkened.

“I’m just sending my condolence to him.” Emily lowered her head and returned to his back.

“What kind of status do you think you are currently speaking to him like this?”

Hunter sneered, “The person who killed his mother, or the woman he loved?”

Emily’s heart trembled!

Hunter’s words were truly relentless.

After that day, Emily never saw Manson again.

Although they were all living in the Jackson’s, it was as if their lives were completely separated from each other in different courtyards.

Sometimes, Hunter would attend the dinner party in the Jackson family without inviting her.

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