Kathy laid down in Joseph’s room. This was where Joseph once lived, and it felt familiar to her.
“If for my child afterwards, I would want to decorate a room so adorable for him too.”
“Sure, then we should get remarried faster,” Joseph added on to her words.
Kathy stunned, every time Joseph mentioned about remarriage it always took her by surprise.
“Then we should plan properly,” Kathy replied seriously.
“Yes, plan to have how many children.”
Kathy was speechless.
She decided to stop this subject!
The following day, when Kathy woke up, the space beside her was already empty. According to usual practice, Joseph would wake up earlier than her to make breakfast.
But this was not Joseph Bay, there were no ingredients.
After she went off the bed to tidy herself, Kathy went out into the corridor and her footsteps stopped at the half-opened study.
Joseph’s back was facing the door, his tall silhouette facing the French windows, an ignited cigarette at his fingertips.
This man was smoking in the early morning!
She went in furious, as Kathy reached over and took Joseph’s cigarette.
“No smoking, Joseph!”
She knew that Joseph had no habit of smoking. Normally, he would only smoke when there was something bothering him.
But it was so early, so it still worried her.
“Alright,” Joseph turned around. His moody emotions had already been hidden by him.
“Why don’t you sleep for a bit more?” Kathy was unhappy.
Joseph pulled her into an embrace, his voice ringing in Kathy’s ears, “You won’t let Aaron go, right?”
“Umm.”
“He saved me before,” Kathy mumbled.
Before that she had thought that actually Aaron was not targeting her specifically. At least when her life was endangered, he was still willing to perform her surgery.
“I helped him to get the position of deputy headmaster, that’s why he was willing to perform the surgery,” Joseph replied coldly.
If it was not for this benefit, Aaron would not give his help.
“I see. Joseph, I didn’t know,” Kathy looked at him.
Joseph has done too much for her in silence.
A lot of them Kathy only found out after.
“You didn’t need to know. If the result of everything turned out right in the end, it’ll be enough,” Joseph looked at her deeply.
After John sent over the clothes and the new phone, he kept waiting outside.
The car started slowly, but Joseph told John to go to the cemetery.
Kathy had wanted to go back to the campus, but on second thought she decided to accompany Joseph.
She was worried about letting him to be alone now.
Joseph’s mother, Hazel Clark was not buried at the cemetery of the Joseph family, but rather in a cemetery in the northside out of town.
The dark sky eventually rained slightly. Joseph held an umbrella in one hand and in his other hand he held hands with Kathy, as they walked up the middle of the hill step by step.
The man was dressed in a black shirt and black pants, his entire body radiated with a deeply chilling aura.
On instinct, Kathy grasped back onto Joseph’s hand.
There was a photo of Hazel on the gravestone. It could be seen that the women’s features were exquisite, and she was extremely beautiful.
Joseph took the bunch of lilacs from John and knelt down slowly.
And Kathy too, followed Joseph’s actions. The two’s hands were still intertwined.
“Mum, I’m sorry, it was me who didn’t protect you properly,” Joseph’s voice sounded heavy.
The rain was getting heavier, John who was holding the umbrella could only cover Kathy. Joseph was long soaking wet.
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