His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 739

After about two hours of driving, the car finally slowed to a stop.

Elmer got out first, with Jonathan close behind.

It wasn't until he was out of the car that Jonathan could clearly read the words carved into the towering archway before them.

This was Autumn Hills Cemetery.

Jonathan's eyes widened instantly, and he whipped his head around to look at Elmer.

"What are you doing, bringing me here?"

When he spoke, his voice trembled uncontrollably, and his breathing grew ragged.

Elmer didn't answer his question.

He simply started walking through the gates.

Jonathan didn't follow.

A voice inside him was screaming—

Don't follow him.

If you follow, you will face something you absolutely cannot bear.

But…

He had no choice but to follow.

The sky was so overcast it looked like night had fallen. A faint rumble of thunder seemed to echo from the heavy clouds.

Recently, Autumn Hills Cemetery had prohibited vehicles, so Elmer led Jonathan up the stairs.

They were long, winding stone steps, like a path leading to the heavens.

Finally, Elmer stopped.

He had stopped in front of a tombstone.

After a moment's hesitation, Jonathan walked up beside him.

When he saw Niamh’s name and photograph clearly displayed on the brand-new headstone, Jonathan felt a clap of thunder from above strike him directly.

Niamh was dead…

Niamh was dead?!

Jonathan’s vision went black. If Elmer hadn't caught him in time, he would have collapsed right there on the ground.

"What the hell is going on? How could Niamh…"

With trembling hands, he pulled out his phone and searched online. Sure enough, he found news of the recent crash.

He clicked on the airline's official website, which had a detailed list of the deceased. Despite the sheer number of names, Jonathan's eyes found it in an instant—

Niamh.

It felt like a physical blow. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and the already pale color drained from his face, leaving it as white as a sheet.

Elmer knew Jonathan couldn't accept the fact that Niamh had died in a plane crash.

He couldn't accept it either.

When he and Lana first heard that Niamh was on that plane, they had held each other and wept.

But fate is unpredictable. Life is fragile.

With things as they were, they had no choice but to accept it.

Because her body was never recovered, the grave was empty.

But this was the only thing he and Lana could do for Niamh.

If possible, Elmer really didn't want to come here again. At least not for a long time.