My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 570

During the weekend, I went out earlier in the morning. Anne was still too young, so I couldn't take her to the cemetery.

Hence, I drove to the cemetery alone.

It was almost March. The morning sun was not too bright nor too hot. Perhaps because it rained before, large dews could be seen outside.

The cemetery was relatively empty since it was still early in the day. The only visitors there were seen taking turns stepping on the bluestone slabs and praying to their deceased loved ones.

Standing in front of Grandma's tombstone and looking at her photo that had started to fade, I was lost in thought for a long time.

"Grandma, I think I've ruined my life. All of you have left and I'm all alone now. Please help take care of my child on the other side..."

I tried not to focus too much on the aching in my heart as I took a deep breath and stopped talking. The dead continued to rest in peace while the living continued living healthily.

When I noticed that someone was behind me, my body stiffened. I instinctively knew that it was Hendrix.

I didn't turn around at first, but after a long time, I sighed in defeat and turned anyway. I didn't look at him at all as I walked out of the cemetery.

As I walked past him, he suddenly reached out to grab me on my arm. I was startled for a short moment. Then, I shook off his hand. I stared at him coldly, with no joy nor sorrow in my eyes. I told him, "It's alright if you don't want to sign the divorce papers. As long as we live separately for three years, the divorce will automatically be accepted."

He curled his lips and lowered his gaze, "Is there any way we can go back to before?"

I looked down and hid my emotions well. Then, I gazed up at him and beamed, "When you lied to me, you should've known that we would get to where we are now."

He stared at me, his eyes were so deep that they made me shiver, "Do you hate me?"

With a gentle grin, I responded calmly, "Hendrix, I don't hate you. But that's all I feel for you, a mere lack of hate."

Some things had to end in order for a person to move on.

I kept a distance away from him, and didn't look at his face again. I said harshly, "If you've ever loved me, Hendrix, then I beg you to keep that in your mind and let me go. Let's part ways and live our own separate lives happily."

I turned my back away to exit the graveyard. By the time I reached the Bronzy Condo, the sky had already started to turn dark.