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Chapter 717
If it’s easy to say, but at this moment, how uncomfortable he is?
Carla grabbed Peter’s arm, and unknowingly, her nails got stuck in his flesh, leaned in his arms, choked with sobs.
Peter ignored the pain in his arm and tried his best to comfort her, “Don’t be too sad, you are pregnant now, and the mood swings are not good for you.”
Carla didn’t listen, she couldn’t control herself, and in her mind Della tried her best to support her above her, in order to avoid her being crushed by the smashed billboard, bright red blood trickled down her neck. One drop, one drop, she became mad and faint…
She covered her heart, sobbing silently.
Peter had no choice but to persuade her.
Later, tired of crying, Peter took her back to the ward.
She lay on the bed with her eyes on her side and looked out the window blankly, looking at a certain place, her eyes were not focused, scattered, and blurred.
Peter didn’t dare to leave, worried that she would be overly sad and emotionally fluctuating, which would affect the fetus. After all, she had miscarried before.
“If it weren’t for saving me, maybe she wouldn’t die…” Her voice was so hoarse and squeaky.
Peter stood by, silent.
“If you give me another chance, I will tell Ryan her identity as soon as possible, at least she will have no regrets, and Ryan will not even call her own mother in this life.”
Della always said that she had no regrets, but that mother didn’t want her child to call herself mom?
“Don’t blame yourself too much. No one knows that such a thing will happen. Besides, you were also good for him at the time. Besides, this thing was a grudge from the last life.”
“What does it have to do with you? What you have to do now is to take care of him. Good for yourself, let him deal with the funeral for Della with peace of mind, the deceased is the big one, and it is safe to go to the soil.” Peter stood by the bedside, softly persuading.
He sighed, “Take a good rest, what’s the matter, I’ll call you, so you can take care of the next thing with a good spirit.”
Carla knows what he means. Although the fact that Della is Ryan’s biological mother has not been made public, she is Ryan’s wife and Della’s daughter-in-law, and funerals are indispensable.
“I know.” She replied hoarsely, slowly closing her eyes, not knowing if she was crying, her eyes were astringent, and it was more comfortable to close them.
Later, when she heard Peter leaving the ward, she did not open her eyes, but tears fell again across the bridge of her nose.
Peter brought her food at noon. She couldn’t eat it, but asked him how Ryan was.
Peter never came out.
“Don’t worry, he needs some time, after all, it was too sudden, and it was all in time.”
Peter asked her to eat, “You don’t want to eat, you have to eat for the child in your stomach.”
Carla forced two mouthfuls into her mouth, and then felt like vomiting. Both mouthfuls of rice she ate were vomited again. The vomiting was worse than any previous time.
There was nothing in her stomach to vomit out, so she could only vomit acidic water. Later, she spit out bitter water and collapsed.
Peter asked a nurse to give her vitamins, otherwise, her body could not hold her back.
In the afternoon she was too tired and fell asleep.
When she woke up, the room was very dark and it was already dark. She rubbed her sore eyes, tried to sit up, and saw a figure sitting by the window in a daze.
She settled down, saw the dark shadow clearly, and after a while she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, and walked over, hugging him from behind.
Nothing, relatively speechless, but can empathize.
After a long time, he reached out and touched her head, “Let’s go home.”
She said, “Okay.”
In the car Peter drove, she was sitting in the back row holding Ryan’s arm. He was quiet and didn’t say a word along the way.
After returning home, he went to study. Carla knew that he needed to be quiet at this time and didn’t bother him.
The next day, Nelson appeared at the villa. Whether the car accident was an accident or man-made, he would not be held accountable for the time being. It was not that he would not investigate, but that Della would be safe.
He said that the funeral will be arranged three days later, which is suitable for soiling.
The cemetery was all selected by Nelson. In such a location, where the funeral was held, he was responsible for it.
After speaking, he asked Ryan.
Carla said that in the study, keeping himself closed, Nelson sighed deeply. He seemed to be a lot older overnight, and his originally very tall figure suddenly bent down.
His eyes were muddy, and he said lowly, “You can tell him.”
Carla said yes.
In the evening, Carla went to the study with food. He was sitting on a chair by the window. There was no light in the room, only the moonlight streaming in from the window.
She turned on the light, walked in and put the food on the table, and walked. To him, “Dad came today and said that the funeral will be three days later…”
Ryan suddenly took her hand, stretched out his arms, hugged her waist, and stopped letting go.
“Carla, just let me hug it like this.” His voice was low, but no one saw the look on his face and buried it in Carla’s stomach.
Carla stood still, stretched out her hand and hugged him back, did not say anything, did not go to see him, just stayed with him like this, hoping that they will go through these difficult days, but no matter what, she will stand like this Be with him by the side…
Time passed quickly, and Ryan didn’t speak much in these three days, but he would come out, hold his daughter and take her to sleep.
Seeing as usual, apart from becoming silent and not talking, there is nothing unusual about it.
On this day, the world was drizzling with gray drizzle, and it was the day when Della was buried.
The green garden is surrounded by lush pines and cypresses, and the forest is verdant, perhaps with rain, the wind is also exceptionally cold, and the air is full of sadness.
Because Della’s marriage to Nelson is nominally the third-highest position, and those wealthy don’t like to associate with her. She also likes to be quiet and doesn’t like to join in the fun, so she doesn’t have any friends.
Those who come to the funeral are all Blair family members. Scott’s family withered, and only Kurtis.
In addition to these, there are some family relatives who say they are relatives, and they are not involved. They are many generations apart, they are the family trees, who come to cling to a familiar face, and some are partners in the business, most of them have a good face.
Someone in the crowd said, “Why didn’t Ryan come? How do you say this, you can be regarded as a mother, and the stepmother is also a mother. It is not appropriate to not come.”
Yes, Ryan knew that today was the day when Della was buried, and he did not come.
Elden was wearing a uniform, and Elden was beside him, and took the words of the man just now, “He is my Durant family, what does it have to do with the surname Scott?”
Carla glanced at Elden coldly and said nothing. Today is the day of Della’s burial, and he doesn’t want her to go uneasy.
She held Della’s portrait in place of Ryan, and Alan and Iris followed her to put on linen and filial piety.
At this time, Melba was a little sympathetic to Della and pulled Carla’s cuff, “Call Ryan, and it looks very sad, let him send her on the last ride.”
“No, he will come by himself when he wants to come.” Carla said in a light tone, without even looking at Melba.
These people’s appearance here is nothing but an indifferent situation. Who really feels sad for this woman?
Chapter 718
Elden pulled Melba with a sullen face. It was not because there were too many people out there that he would yell at him, and snorted coldly, “If he doesn’t come, Lolla is his mother. Why should he give this woman a filial piety?”
Alan blinked and looked at the amiable grandfather before. He looked so mean at the moment, and instinctively stood in front of Carla.
Kurtis couldn’t help but walked over here, Carla grabbed him and said in a low voice, “It’s a grudge, don’t say anything at this time, let her walk quieter.”
Kurtis clenched his fists with both hands, feeling angry, but Ryan did not come.
Today is Della’s last trip. As a son, how can he not come? !
Under the drizzle, under the priest’s prayer, Della’s ashes were buried, and no one was talking, rendering a sorrowful atmosphere.
Carla didn’t shed any more tears, just watching so quietly, the two little guys beside her were sobbing.
Watching Carla put the black and white photo of grandma in front of the tombstone, she knew that they would never see her grandma again after she has left them.
Carla touched the heads of the two children, “kowtow to grandma.”
Everyone bowed deeply in front of the tombstone three times quietly, and then left one by one. Before Carla left, Elden walked to her and said, “Ryan didn’t come, what are you doing here? Do you show your filial piety? Can you still not recognize your identity now?”
Carla looked at him directly, cold and sharp, “I don’t need you to tell me anything, and I hope that my mother’s death has nothing to do with you.”
Elden squinted his eyes. He didn’t expect that she would speak to him in such a tone, and his face couldn’t help but look ugly.
Elden’s temperament is also fierce and stubborn. Melba is afraid that the two will have a conflict, so she just pulls them away.
Carla didn’t want to continue pestering him, and took the two children away.
The whole funeral ended at noon. Carla said to Harrison after seeing off the guests, “You send the two children back first.”
“Okay, feel free to contact me if you have anything.” Harrison picked up Iris and led Alan away from the cemetery.
Carla looked at Harrison with the two children before turning around to look at the tombstone behind her.
Clear and cold.
Time flies, Della’s life vanishes at this moment.
In the world, there is no such person as Della.
Peter stood beside her and said that Nelson was ill, “Kurtis sent him back.”
Carla said gently.
The fine rain has been drenched for a long time and the clothes have also become wet.
Peter took off his coat and put it on her shoulders.
Stand with her.
Suddenly a voice came from behind, “Can I come and pay my respects?”
Carla turned around and saw Hubert sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his arms, pushed by Welsh from behind, holding a black umbrella with one hand, under the bluestone brick steps.
Carla gave up her position.
There were steps, it was inconvenient for him to go up in a wheelchair. Welsh replaced him and placed the bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. His expression was a little tired. There were a lot of things in the company. He was overwhelmed. When he heard the news, he rushed to the funeral.
“I didn’t mean anything else, it was my adoptive father, Holden came to give her the last ride, I hope she will go well all the way.”
He sat upright, bowed three deeply towards the tombstone, his expression was solemn, he looked at the woman in the black and white photo in front of the tombstone, and after the baptism of years, he was still graceful and demure, “I will introduce you to me again.
I, Holden’s adopted son, Hubert, my adoptive father has been infatuated with a woman in his life and has never married him. If you see him over there, give him a chance, and don’t let him be too lonely.”
After talking, waited quietly for a while, silently mourning.
He looked at Welsh, “Let’s go.”
From beginning to end, he didn’t go to see Carla.
He said that he would not bother her, so he did what he said, and stepped into the b city again, just because this deceased woman was the love of the adoptive father.
If not, he will not come.
“The planned action, although there were many people that day, except for the two people who died in the car accident, there was no trace of anyone else.” Peter said lightly.
Carla curled her lips, “Elden let me go easily, isn’t it strange? He is so persistent, Lolla is his fate, will he let it go?”
Peter knew what she meant, but there was no evidence now.
“As long as there are actions, there will be flaws, no rush.” Carla believes that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.
Besides, she and Ryan are much younger than Elden, are afraid that there will be no time to find evidence of his crime?
“Go back.” He tends to turn to heavy rain.
Carla gave a hum, she turned her head and glanced at the tombstone before leaving with Peter.
Because of the cloudy sky, it was dark before it was dark, and it was heavy, as if there was a heavy rain.
Both Harrison and Peter stayed in the villa, there were many rooms on the left and right, and they also lived. The two of them were worried about Ryan, Carla was pregnant, and they had two children.
Add an atmosphere here, and you can also have a care.
This night, calmness was restored again, and in the alternate season of spring and summer, the rain also became more, mixed with wind, and the white curtains were raised.
There was just a dim yellow light on in the study, and he had been sitting here, as if he was the only one in the whole world.
The flashes in his mind Della always have a quiet face. She doesn’t remember much, because after she entered the family, he avoided her. Later, she lived in school when she was older, and then she graduated. Don’t go back outside at all.
Won’t even go back for the New Year.
Over the years, there have been only a handful of times going home. It’s not that Carla probably didn’t even get along with this short-term relationship.
In his hand is a photo Nelson gave him when Della was young.
At this time, the door of the study was gently pushed open, Carla walked in and saw the photo looking closely under the light.
Her footsteps stopped for a moment, and she stood at the table not knowing how to comfort him.
Perhaps, all words are pale at this time.
He lowered his eyes, the light was projected on his face, deep light and shadow intertwined, Carla could not see his expression clearly, he could only hear his voice was very low and dumb, like a piece of paper being pierced by the wind.
Suddenly, a kind of trembling that was restrained on one side and finally unable to be restrained, “I knew her identity before, and I blamed her for concealing it. I hate her for keeping me resentful for so long. I refuse to face it. I don’t want to forgive… …But why don’t you give me some time, let me forgive her, and just leave like this…”
Carla came up and hugged him tightly.
Knowing that she had passed away, his heart would hurt so much.
Just a little time, “She made me hate for more than 20 years, I only need a few days…”
“Why is she so cruel, cruelly let me be an unfilial son.”
“Why don’t wait for me to forgive her, call her mom, just leave like this, and leave me behind again.”
He lived in resentment for the first half of his life, but would he spend the second half of his life in self-blame and regret?
Why treat him like this.
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