Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1309 You're Not Sad at All!

Perhaps Cathy was so heartbroken that she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She looked at the silent

Huston, raised her hand, pointed at him, and cried out, "Your grandfather is gone, and you're not sad at all! You just

look at it that way. You're so cruel..."

Evelyn tightened her grip on the man's arm. When she heard Cathy accusing him for no reason, her heart felt as if

it had been branded with a hot iron.

She understood her pain, but this kind of pain should not be transferred to another person. Furthermore, she knew

better than anyone else how much pain Huston was suffering.

Just as Evelyn was about to speak up for him, the pair of hands she was holding suddenly tightened around her. The

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force was so great that it almost crushed her bones.

She frowned in pain, but she didn't break free.

She turned to look at the person next to him. His eyes were fixed on Sir. Lloyd as if he wanted to engrave his

appearance deeply in his mind. He did not refute it and just stood there quietly.

Not to mention that Evelyn would feel uncomfortable when she saw this, even Kevin felt wronged on his behalf.

However, the man didn't say a word or even explain. For him, the quarrel now was the greatest disrespect to the

dead.

He was not afraid of being misunderstood at all. He just wanted to take another look at the person lying on the

hospital bed quietly.

Time seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment. It was the last time a person said goodbye to another

person.

"Should we inform Mom?" Cathy's husband was the only one who was sober. Thinking that this was the last time

they would see each other, he felt that they should inform her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, a dull and old voice suddenly came from outside the emergency

room. "You don't have to tell me. I came over by myself."

Everyone was shocked by the sudden voice. They turned their heads and saw Grandma Lloyd standing at the door.

Beside her was the driver of the old house.

The old lady came in without looking sideways and stopped directly at the head of the bed. Her slightly bent body

had a calm aura, and her white hair covered the back of her head. She looked down at the person who had

accompanied her for most of her life. At this time, there were no vital signs and even no crying.

She just raised her hand and wiped her tears silently, without letting anyone see her sadness.

"Well, your father has lived for a long time. He has experienced what he should see and what he should hear.

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There's nothing to cry about. When I go down to accompany him in the future, he won't be lonely for too long." The

old lady's tone was very calm, and there was even a sense of peace in her words.

Perhaps as she grew older, she would always think of such a day. As time went by, she had gotten over many

things.

Sooner or later, no one would be able to avoid it. In that case, she could only restrain her grief.

The dead had left, and the living still had to live a good life. It was cruel, but there was no choice.

"You should think about how to deal with the funeral. I'm old and can't do anything. Huston, your grandfather values

you the most. You can discuss it with your mother."

Huston closed his eyes and nodded heavily. "Alright."

"You can leave now. Let me stay alone with your father for a while. I have something to say to him."