A Broken Marriage Can Never Be Mended!

I cried for a long time, and when my body was numb, I slowly stood up.

Chris left, and the house was terrifyingly quiet and empty.

I packed my luggage and looked at the decoration of the house. My eyes turned red again.

This house was gradually decorated by me, just like every step I loved Chris over the years.

But at this time, I didn't want this house anymore.

I didn't want Chris anymore.

I cried until I was numb, dragging my suitcase and went to the crematorium.

My grandmother was the only family I had in this world. I had to let her leave with dignity.

The staff helped me set up the memorial hall and asked me, "Miss, do you need to notify other relatives and friends?"

I looked dazed and hesitated a bit.

After Chris took over the company last year, his parents went abroad for recuperation. His father's poor health made it unfavorable for him to travel long distances.

But the death of my grandmother still needed to be informed.

I made up my mind and was about to call my parents-in-law when my phone lit up.

It was a call from Chris.

I bit my lip and answered the call.

"Anita, are you crazy? Just to take revenge on me, you actually changed the ward for your grandmother?"

He questioned without waiting for me to speak, and kept scolding me, "Do you even know that your grandmother's condition is too severe to move? Are you trying to kill her?"

I held the memorial tablet and felt my vision darken. I said angrily, "Chris, where were you when she wanted to see you?"

At this time, he acted as if he really cared, but he even didn't show up from beginning to end.

He made my grandmother unable to rest in peace last night!

Chris choked and frowned, "Even if you're mad at me, don't joke about your grandma's health. At this critical moment, I won't argue with you. Where is she? I'll go find her!"

I held the portrait tightly and bit my lip, trembling as I spoke, "Chris, I'm at the crematorium."

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