Chapter 272
This had utter exhration flooding Meredith, and she instantly sent the time and venue to him. This
time, Pierre didn’t reply, but she knew that he’d definitely seen it.
On the day, Meredith arrived at the agreed-upon meeting ce way earlier. She was dressed in
ck, naturally not daring to wear anything too ostentatious since she was going to the cemetery.
However, she’d also put much thought into this dress. This ck fishtail skirt rendered her lower
body long and slender, while the tight-fitting shirt on her upper body showcased her exquisite figure.
Coupled with a British-style mesh ck hat, she appeared mysterious and elegant. On the whole, it
was a different allure altogether.
Upon seeing that it was almost time, she immediately took out the eye drops and dribbled some into
her eyes. As stinging pain assailed her, her eyes instantly turned red. The eye drops mixed with
tears slowly trickled down, making it appear as though her eyes were swimming with tears. Then,
she hurriedly fixed her makeup so that her face seemed a tad pale. It was all so unassuming that
one would even think that she was barefaced.
When the car came to a stop beside her, Meredith instinctively acted as though she furtively dashed
off her tears before facing the car with a smile. The car door then swung open, but only Joaquin
stepped out, so she eagerly peered into the car.
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“It’s just me,” Joaquin dered cidly, still as indifferent as ever, his voice devoid of inflection.
“Huh? Did youe alone, Jojo? Where’s your daddy?”
“Daddy is very busy, so he doesn’t have time toe,” Joaquin answered.
Meredith was naturally disappointed. If it weren’t for the fact that they were going to visit Jameson’s
grave, thus forced to bring Joaquin along, she definitely wouldn’t have brought this third wheel
along. Now, however, the third wheel was here without the protagonist. Of course, she was
belligerent. Nevertheless, she knew that she couldn’t lose her temper. I’ve got to maintain my image
in front of him, for this child’s eyes are very sharp!
“Alright, then. Let’s go and visit Jamie together.” As she said that, she brought Joaquin into her car.
In the car, they didn’t say anything all the way to the cemetery. Meredith brought along a bouquet of
flowers as well as some toys and snacks.
When they arrived at Jameson’s grave, Joaquin stood before the tombstone, still as expressionless
as ever. Meredith, on the other hand, acted like a grieving mother as she ced the flowers, toys,
and snacks in front of the tombstone. “I miss you a lot, Jamie. I wonder whether you’re doing well
over there. Are you eating well and dressing warmly? You’ve always been worrisome since young,
so make sure that you take good care of yourself.”
Standing at the side, Joaquin stared at her. After turning it over in his mind time and again, he
decided to tell her that Jameson was still alive. “Mommy….”
As Meredith lifted her head at this time, she suddenly saw that the photo on the tombstone seemed
to be smiling strangely. “Ahh!” Fear struck her, and she fell to the ground on her butt.
Joaquin looked at her in surprise.
Meredith clutched her chest, shock still holding her in its grip. “Look! Jamie… Jamie’s photo…” That
smile seemed to be saying one thing—I knew it was you—rendering her terror-stricken. One who
had a clear conscience need not fear the knock in the night, but as the mastermind of the incident,
she was naturally terrified.
“What’s wrong with Jamie’s photo?” Joaquin stared at her dubiously.
When Meredith again looked at the picture, she didn’t see anything amiss. “Nothing…” She gave an
awkward chuckle. “The photo is a bit dirty, so I’ll just wipe it.” As she spoke, she took out a tissue
and wiped the photo, finding nothing wrong with it. “It’s about time, Jojo. This is a cemetery, so we’d
better go back earlier. A child shouldn’t tarry too long at the cemetery since it’s not a good ce.”