Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 696

He didn't speak, just lowered his head, lost in thought.

"By the way, I'm going to pay respects to Mom and Dad's graves. You, on the other hand, slowly continue your noodle-making project."

Seeing her retreating figure, he asked, "Don't you want me to come with you?"

Charlotte waved her hand, grabbed her bag, and went out.

...

Foster drove Charlotte towards the Sterlings' grave. It had just snowed heavily, and the road was difficult. Outside the car window, the sky and earth were pristine white, the branches on the roadside bare, not a hint of green to be seen.

Charlotte's gaze fell on the white chrysanthemums placed beside her, along with pre-prepared offerings and incense. An indescribable feeling surged in her heart.

The car drove slowly, crunching through the leftover snow as it headed up the mountain, reaching the cemetery entrance.

Foster parked the car, and Charlotte carried the offerings and the bouquet of white chrysanthemums into the cemetery.

She walked until she found the Sterlings' joint tombstone. Looking at their black-and-white faces in the photograph, it felt like a lifetime had passed in an instant.

Charlotte crouched down, cleaned the snow and debris in front of the tombstone, placed the white chrysanthemums and offerings one by one on the altar, and lit the incense with a lighter.

"Mom, Dad, I've come to see you. I found my real family. And thank you for your kindness in raising me back then. Rest assured, Hiram is doing very well now. He's outstanding and works very hard. I will protect him too, until I see him start his own family. Consider this my way of repaying your kindness." Charlotte bowed three times to the tombstone with the burning incense, then tucked the incense roots into the ashes of the urn.

Silence surrounded her.

The smoke from the incense curled up, lingering in front of the cold tombstone. The faces of the elder couple in the photo seemed to gaze back quietly at Charlotte across time, giving her a silent acknowledgment.

The sound of light, unhurried footsteps came from behind her. Charlotte turned her head to see Evander Howard, holding a long black umbrella, walking slowly towards her.

She stood up, "How did you know I was here?"

Evander stopped in front of her, turned his head to look at the tombstone, "Foster said you went to the cemetery, so I guessed you'd be here."

"I almost forgot, Foster is your man."

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