Chapter 195
Dev picked a cemetery that could overlook A Town’s night view
The place on the opposite side of the mountain was the very spot where he and Scarlett had visited earlier.
During that moment, she expressed her fondness for this location and conveyed her desire for him to frequently accompany her here in the future.
Subsequently, he reneged on his commitment and failed to bring her here again. Furthermore, he went as far as forgetting about her entirely.
Dey lowered his head and gazed upon the urn nestled in his arms, his eyes bloodshot and tormented with remorse.
“Scarlett, I’m sorry…
Carrying the items she had packed, Susan made her way over and coincidentally caught Dev’s apology.
She came to a halt and cast her gaze upon Dev, who was gripping the urn tightly and showing no intention of releasing it. In that fleeting moment, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy towards him, perceiving him as rather pathetic.
The pair were initially deeply in love, but circumstances led to them growing apart. It was likely that he was more heartbroken than Susan was, carrying a heavier burden of regret.
Susan resisted the tears that were about to come out and pushed the suitcase in front of him. She said gently, “Liam, it’s time to bury her.”
Auntie Li found someone to pick the buried date. If they dragged on, the time would be delayed. She wanted Scarlett to rest in peace. So it was better to bury her early.
Dey came back to his senses and looked at the suitcase that Susan had brought over. “Is this all she has?”
Susan shook her head lightly. “As for the rest, I want to keep them in memory of her.”
Dev did not say much. He looked at the urn again and reluctantly put it into the tomb.
Soon, the grave was closed, and the tombstone was put up. The staff told them to not burn the remains in the cemetery. Dev did not answer and several bodyguards asked the staff for the phone number of the person in charge of the cemetery.
After promising the person in charge that they would not damage the place and that they would donate to the cemetery, the person in charge agreed readily.
The bodyguards hung up the phone and laid the fire-proof plates on the ground. When they were ready, they walked to Dev. “Mr. Gatsby, you can burn Miss Sales’ clothes.”
Dev kept staring at Scarlett’s photo on the tombstone. When he heard the voice of the bodyguard, he slowly turned his
head.
“Give them to me.”
One of the bodyguards turned around and pushed the large box that was placed in the shade over.
When Susan saw that the box was filled with male clothes, she asked Dev in confusion, “Whose clothes are these?”
Dev placed the clothes on the waterproof board and calmly replied, “Mine.”
Susan was stunned on the spot. She looked at him in disbelief. “What are doing?”
He stopped as he picked up his clothes, glancing over at Susan and smiling. “No need to fret. I vowed to accompany her always, but circumstances have changed. I’m burning some of my clothes to her as an offering, a symbolic fulfillment of my promise.”
As soon as Susan heard him utter those words, she breathed a sigh of relief. Hand in hand, they meticulously retrieved Scarlett’s clothing items, one after the other.
The moment the fire was lit, Susan could not help but cry herself hoarse. “Scarlett, have a good journey…”
Once the fire had completely burned out, the bodyguards had already taken care of everything. Dev and Susan remained hesitant to depart, standing steadfast in front of the tombstone.
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