Love After Leaving: No Regret (Agnes and Raymond) novel Chapter 307

Duncan pulled a hammer from his waist and smashed it hard against the back of the grave.

As he struck again and again, he kept glancing around nervously.

The cemetery was pitch black, empty except for thunder and lightning.

The storm over Grandridge worked in his favor. Rain poured down as he kept hammering wildly.

Soon, he broke through the grave, revealing an urn inside.

His hands trembled as he picked it up. "Monica, is it really you?"

Fear. Hope. Grief. Anticipation. A storm of emotions flooded his mind all at once.

He stood there, torn—desperate to know the truth, yet terrified of it.

For a long moment, he didn't dare open it.

Finally, after a deep breath, he slowly lifted the lid.

In that instant, relief crashed over him.

The urn was empty.

"Monica! You're not dead! You're really not dead!"

Duncan clutched the urn tightly to his chest, laughing and crying at the same time.

Not far away, Rebecca hid behind a tree, watching everything unfold.

The sight made her feel sick to her stomach.

This man was so attached to a "dead" woman, and he was even more excited than when he heard she was pregnant. Disgusting!

Her fists clenched tightly. Even the pouring rain couldn't extinguish the jealousy burning inside her.

After telling Duncan about the pregnancy earlier, she saw him suddenly drive out in the middle of the night.

Whether out of caution—or unease—she followed him in secret.

She thought he might be heading home to tell his father.

So, she followed him.

But she never expected that he would come to Monica's grave.

And dig it up like a madman.

Disappointment filled her. If she didn't desperately need someone to rely on, she would've dumped this useless man already.

Suppressing her anger, she quickly put on a pitiful expression and stepped out from behind the tree.

She needed to get him out of here fast. At a time like this, they couldn't afford any more trouble.

But the moment she took a step...

Whoosh!

Blinding beams of light flooded the grave from all directions.

Rebecca froze, startled, and immediately ducked back behind the tree.

From a distance, she saw that the cemetery was now surrounded by multiple cars. Dozens of people appeared out of nowhere.

"Oh no..."

Rebecca's heart raced. This is bad... This is really bad.

In the Newtons, he had always been overshadowed by Raymond. He could never beat him. Never surpass him.

Suppressing the tremor in his body, Duncan shouted, "Where did you hide Monica?"

Raymond's lips curled slightly. "And you have the nerve to ask that?"

"You're disgusting, Raymond! You actually used Monica as bait to lure me out! You're not even human!"

Raymond let out a cold laugh, his voice like ice.

"Weren't you the one who turned her into this?"

Duncan's face flushed red as he roared, "That's bullshit! You helped Agnes take over the Hales and left her with nowhere to go!

"We grew up together! Monica loved you for years, and this is how you treat her?

"Do you even have a conscience?"

Raymond flicked his cigarette to the ground, his expression turning sharp.

"If you hadn't gone looking for her with your own selfish motives back then, how would she have gotten dragged into this mess?

"It was you! You used her as a tool for revenge! You manipulated her! You pushed her—step by step—into the abyss!"

Raymond closed the distance between them, his final words cutting deep.

"Duncan! You are the real culprit! You are the one who destroyed her!"

Duncan stumbled backward, his face drained of color.

"No... that's not true... that's not what happened... I never wanted her to die... I didn't..."