In Chatterton Town.
In a graveyard.
"Salute!"
As the deep and somber male voice sounded, all the people present raised their hands and did a military salute.
It was the highest honor for their heroes.
After the ceremony.
Having put on a strong front for such a long time, Mia finally couldn't hold herself back anymore. Tears rolled down her face. Her body went weak and she slumped down with a thud. She wanted to ask Levi how he could bear to leave her alone. However, her heart ached so much that she couldn't even utter a single word although it was on the tip of her tongue.
Neil tried to pull her up but she shook off his arm as soon as he touched her.
Neil wanted to say something else, but he too could not say a word. He only felt a wave of bitterness surging out of his heart. He could only swallow it back into his stomach.
Levi was the only son he had with Mia, the son she gave birth to for him after ten months of pregnancy. He still remembered the day Levi was born. Mia had said to him proudly, "Neil, we have a new member in the Brown family!"
He had told Mia more than once that it didn't matter whether they had a child or not. It wasn't like they were a royal family that needed an heir. As long as Mia was happy and comfortable, everything would be fine.
However, Mia, who had always been strong-minded, was very persistent about the matter. She had always said that she wanted to give birth to a child for the Brown family to carry on the lineage, but he understood that what she wanted was to have a child with him.
"Mia..." Karen went to Mia's side and called out her name softly. She didn't say anything else. She just hugged Mia and patted her back gently.
The crudest thing in the world was to lose one's child. Back then, the pain Karen experienced when she had a miscarriage was heart-wrenching, let alone Mia who had just lost her child that she had raised for more than twenty years.
Levi was in his prime of his life. His life had just begun for real, but fate had made it stop cruelly.
He could no longer see how bright the sun was at this moment and how beautiful the starry sky at night was. He could not even marry his beloved and give her a good future.
Thinking about all of that, Karen held Mia tighter. She wanted to help her relieve a bit of her pain so badly, but she couldn't do anything about it.
Monique stood in front of the tombstone with a straight posture. She did not shed a single tear. It showed the indomitableness of a soldier, the epitome of perfection.
That day, she managed to meet Martin before 8 o'clock in the morning because Levi had fended off the enemy for her. After handing over the criminals to Martin, she had been eager to go back to look for Levi. However, before she got into the car, she saw an SUV speeding toward her.
The car stopped a few dozen meters before her.
She looked over and saw that the person sitting in the driver's seat was Levi.
"Levi!" Monique yelled his name. Her face, which had just broken out into a smile, changed instantly when she saw how bloodied his face was. "You..."
She ran over as if she had gone mad.
Levi opened the car door and stumbled out of the car. He looked at her and raised the corners of his bloody lips slowly in a smile, saying, "Monique, I promised you that I would come back alive to see you."
"Stop talking. Let's go to the hospital now," Monique stopped him. She wanted to hold him, but his body was riddled with wounds. There was not an inch of unwounded skin on his body, and there was even a piece of flesh hanging from his arm. She dared not hold him, for fear of aggravating his wounds.
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