After I Died, My Fiance Knelt in Front of My Grave and Begged for Forgiveness

Seeing Jason's distress, Larry quickly advised, "She’s just having a little tantrum. Just try to calm her down."

"We need to remind her to be extra cautious when we get back. This case is horrific. If the murderer turns out to be a serial killer, it could be very dangerous."

Jason's eyes suddenly hardened, and his tone became icy. "A selfish woman like Caelie is the one who values her life the most.

"If it weren't for her, my sister Freya wouldn't have died so tragically!"

Larry's expression grew complicated. He hesitated for a moment before speaking carefully, "You can't blame Caelie for what happened back then. Besides, Caelie is the daughter-in-law approved by your parents, and now, she’s your only family."

Jason turned away, his eyes suddenly reddening. "That's why I wanted to give us a chance to start over, but when I went to get the marriage certificate with her, I found that I really... couldn’t do it!"

He punched an iron pole by the roadside, scraping his knuckles and making them bleed.

Hearing this, Larry continued smoking silently, then said goodbye to Jason and walked towards his home.

Thinking of Freya, I couldn’t stop my tears from falling.

She was always so cheerful and bright, calling me dearly since she was a child. She loved sharing everything fun and delicious with me.

Her death will forever be a painful wound in my heart.

At that moment, Jason picked up the phone again, this time calling Ebby.

The call didn’t go through.

Jason panicked and redialed repeatedly, muttering, "Where is she? Why isn’t she answering?"

He drove quickly towards Ebby’s place.

On the way, Jason ran three red lights and overtook several cars. After parking, he was still on the phone.

"Ebby, where are you? Answer the phone..."

He rang the doorbell frantically, but there was no response from inside.

In desperation, Jason pulled out a key and unlocked the door, shouting, "Ebby!"

His voice was trembling.

But I floated at the door, looking at the house number in surprise.

This was Jason’s parents’ house.

We used to live here together, but after Freya’s death, he moved out with me.

A few months ago, I heard Jason was helping Ebby find a place, but I never imagined he would bring Ebby here.

It turned out, in Jason’s heart, Ebby had long been more important than me.

I wanted to cry, but the tears fell silently, and my heart ached.

Jason searched the entire house for Ebby, with a look on his face I had only seen when Freya went missing.

At that moment, Ebby emerged from the bathroom, her hair wet and carrying a faint scent of jasmine.

"Jason, why are you so out of breath?"

Jason’s eyes were red with tears. "You didn’t answer the phone. I was scared to death."

Ebby slowed her hair-drying and lowered her head shyly, "I was in the shower and didn’t hear it ring. Jason, don’t worry so much."

Jason looked exhausted but still managed to speak urgently to Ebby, "There was a particularly brutal murder in the city recently. The victim was tortured and dismembered. It was horrific.

"You need to be extra careful right now. Let me accompany you wherever you go."

Ebby nodded and poured a glass of water for Jason, then added, "Since something so terrible happened, you should hurry back to be with Caelie. She must be terrified to be alone."

Jason leaned back and snorted coldly, "Don’t mention her to me!"

Then I heard him mutter under his breath, "She doesn’t deserve it."

I stood in front of Jason, feeling sorrowful. "Jason, do you hate me that much?"