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President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 465

As his descendant, Wilson Kawn and the others could only follow his will.

However, even if it was simple, she had been busy for a long time.

Natalia did not attend Wilhelm Kawn's body donation ceremony. She felt that it was a punishment for the living.

When she got home in the evening, she didn't have dinner and locked herself in the room.

She sat on the big terrace, and it would be the Spring Festival in two months. The sky in Eqitin in late winter was particularly clean. At night, she could see the stars all over the sky twinkling under the blue sky.

Archie McCarthy walked behind her. She didn't look back, but she knew it was him.

"Everyone says that after a man dies, he will become a star hanging in the sky and always protect the person he wants to protect. Do you think it's true?" Natalia asked.

The people behind didn't answer. After a long time, he answered softly.

Natalia looked back at him.

In the quiet night, Archie McCarthy looked up slightly and looked at the endless night sky. She couldn't see his eyes from her angle, but she could see the curve of his side face, a little lonely.

Her heart ached slightly.

She got up from the carpet, suddenly walked over, and reached out to hug his waist.

Archie McCarthy's body stiffened.

After a while, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Natalia's voice was muffled. "I'm sorry."

The man raised his eyebrows.

Natalia buried his face in his chest, her voice full of guilt.

"I always thought that in our love, I was the one who gave more feelings. Your arrogance and pride are destined to be the one who takes the dominant position forever, and I can only follow your footsteps and always be obedient."

"But it's not until now that I realize it's my fault. All along, you have shouldered more than I did and paid more than I did. But I didn't see it, so I naturally thought that those sacrifices didn't exist. I was too selfish."

She raised her head slightly and looked at him. Her clear eyes were filled with tears and more tenderness.

"Archie McCarthy, thank you for what you did for me, and thank you for shouldering the responsibility for me. I will work hard in the future and try my best not to make you so tired. I will try my best to match you and stand by your side righteously."

Archie McCarthy looked down at her with gentle eyes.

He didn't ask her why she suddenly thought of this. He just slightly showed a smile. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Natalia held his hand even tighter.

After a while, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his lips.

Her eyes were slightly wet.

"Archie McCarthy, I love you."

It was silent all around. She heard a man's sigh in her ear. In the end, it turned into deep affection and rubbed into the endless night.

The next morning.

There was no one in the cemetery. The morning dew on the cold stone tablet made it even colder. The air was wet and cold, as if it was going to pierce into the bottom of one's heart from the pores.

Natalia held a bunch of flowers and stood in front of a tombstone.

She was wearing a black sweater and extended pants, with a white flower on her head. She bent down and put the flower on the ground.

A few steps behind her, Archie McCarthy stood there quietly, watching her stand there silently for a long time. Finally, he turned around, walked to his side, took his arm, and looked up with a smile. "Let's go!"

Archie McCarthy nodded. He took off her coat and draped it over her shoulder, holding her slightly cold palm.

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