Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Remington Suprised At Cecelia's Capabilities

Before she realized it, Remington had come to her back and asked, "What were you talking about?"

"Nothing."

The man broke off her thinking, and she restored her mind and walked a few steps, ready to leave.

Remington frowned harder and asked, "Don't you even want to know about the hexagram button? You don't have anything to ask me about?"

Cecelia didn't even stop her steps at all and talked back, "You'll tell me instead of drawing my attention by saying things like that if you really want to be helpful. What you're trying to do is so childish!"

"..."

Remington opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word to refute the woman.

It was like she meant to piss him off without a doubt.

A fun chat between them would be an illusion.

He was so mad he wanted to slam a pot, but thinking of her identity eased him.

She was his woman, after all.

Even if she had a bad temper, he had to tolerate her, talk nice to her, spoil her, and obey her!

He had no other choices, anyway.

The funeral was going on, and Remington showed a long face all the time. He barely talked, but only walked in and out of Cecelia's sight.

After the mourning part, Nick Miller's body was sent to the Peace Mountain Funeral Parlor for cremation.

Cecelia and Remington followed the Millers to the parlor to send Nick Miller the last ride.

After the cremation, Morty Miller got his father's ashes. With the urn in his hands, he couldn't be more grieved.

Cecelia was consoling him, and Remington, with his long face, was standing aside watching her doing that like a sister to a little brother, feeling so frustrated.

Because in his mind, he blamed her for being unfriendly only to him when she could be so nice to others.

After all, being nice to him, too wouldn't kill anyone.

They sent Nick's ashes to the graveyard from the funeral parlor to bury his urn.

With the help of Remington, the Millers got to choose one of the best places to bury Nick in the graveyard. Remington's man had already dug up the grave and built a stone coffin waiting for its long sleeper.

Everyone gathered around to watch Morty place the urn that he carried all the way here in his hands into the coffin, with his eyes brimmed with tears.

When the coffin was covered, Morty cried, "Dad... Dad..."

His grieving cries made all the witnesses emotional.

Cecelia didn't want to watch the parting between a son and his father, so she turned around, trying to repress her tears.

But eventually, her tears dropped out of control.

Remington handed over a clean handkerchief, and Cecelia had a look at him before she took it to wipe her tears.

"Don't be sad. But if you have to be, you can borrow my shoulders to rely on!"

Remington reached out his shoulder to be her support anytime she wanted.

"No, thanks."

She gave the handkerchief back to him.

He took it over and boosted the morale in his heart.

She took the handkerchief, which meant she needed him when she was vulnerable!

After the coffin was buried, all attendees bent and bowed.