NovelEnglishChapter 117 Grace’s Death Anniversary Silas’s heart felt astringent. With a voice of comfort, he said, “You’re the one who’s still immersed in the
happiness of your childhood and are unwilling to come out of it. Now, you’re able to live an interesting
life without relying on a man because your son is so intelligent and outstanding. Isn’t this happiness to
you?” Camila smiled. “Well. That’s right. I’m so much happier ever since I had my son! Giving birth to
him was the best decision I ever made in my life.” South also smiled, exposing his small teeth. “I feel
happy and grateful to have you too, Mommy.”
Meanwhile, Silas looked at Camila and thought to himself that he was happy to have them too. All of a
sudden, Silas wanted to make up for them since she must have suffered a lot whilst raising her child
alone! “What would you like to eat in the future? You can come here. I’ll make some dishes for you
both!” Today was the death anniversary of Camila’s mother. Camila had already awakened early in the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmorning and dressed herself and her son in black. She also wore a bunch of small white flowers in
front of her chest. Just as she finished dressing up, she received a phone call from Marcus. “Camila,
today is Aunt Grace’s death anniversary. Please wait for me; I’m coming over too.” Camila then replied,
“Alright.” Ten minutes later, when Camila came downstairs, she saw a familiar car parked by the side of
the road. Beside the car stood a man dressed in black. He had a tall figure and was wearing a pair of
gold-rimmed spectacles. His entire body exuded a refined gentleness. It was her cousin, Marcus.
Camila then walked over to greet him. “Marcus!” South also called out to him, “Uncle Marcus!” Marcus
smiled as he looked at the both of them. “South, you’ve become even more handsome!” South grinned
and replied, “Uncle Marcus, you’re the same-still as handsome as before!” Marcus then reached out to
ruffle South’s little head twice. “Little brat, you’re such a good talker now!” After they got in the car, the
car slowly departed. Forty minutes later, they stopped at the cemetery behind a mountain. Upon
arriving at this place, everyone’s emotions became especially heavy. With a bunch of chrysanthemums
and flowers in Camila’s hands and a basket of fruits in Marcus’, they came before Grace Cohen’s
gravestone. On the gravestone, Grace’s face and smile were all there. However, it was clear that it had
not been taken care of for a long time. The flowers placed on the gravestone were scattered all over
the floor; fallen leaves were everywhere and the gravestone was covered in a thick layer of dust.
All of a sudden, Camila’s nose burned as tears started welling up in her eyes. “Mom, I’ve come to visit
you.” Upon saying this, she knelt before Grace’s gravestone. South and Marcus also squatted down to
help tidy the area, whereupon they helped place the fresh flowers and the fruits. Camila then wiped
Grace’s gravestone with a handkerchief while choking up. “Mom, have you been well on the other
side? Is it cold there? I’ve returned to the country and I’m doing well right now. I’m able to protect
myself too. Mom, look. This is your grandson, South Brooklyn.” As she was talking, Camila pulled
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSouth over and introduced him to Grace. “South, this is your grandma. Please bow your head in
respect to her.”
Hence, South kneeled obediently in front of Grace’s gravestone and bowed his head down toward it.
“Grandma, I know you. Mommy always cries while holding your photo. Every year, Mommy would
become unhappy and would not eat anything on this day. She would also buy a lot of candles because
she said that you’re afraid of the dark. Grandma, you have to be happy in the heavens. That way,
Mommy will be happy too!”
Marcus kneeled down too. “Don’t worry, Aunt Grace. I’ll take good care of Camila, so you don’t have to
be concerned about her.” “Mom, I miss you so much. How I wish I could hug you again!” Camila then
reached out to hug the gravestone and cried out, “You always say that girls don’t need to know
everything, but you didn’t say that you would leave me. Now, I don’t even know anything, and I can’t
even take good care of myself. South always complains about the takeouts and says that my cooking is
terrible. I don’t even know what to do anymore.” South was slightly startled by her words and
immediately bowed at the gravestone again. “I didn’t do that, Grandma. I didn’t complain about
Mommy. My mommy’s the best so don’t you worry; I’ll take good care of her!”
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