"Originally...it should have been in the morgue, but the boss took a look and said that such a disgusting corpse would collide with the fetus in his wife's belly, so...he had the body thrown into the crematorium in the back mountain..."
My blood instantly froze.
I ran towards the back mountain like crazy, my daughter's usual smile kept flashing in my mind, just hoping for a miracle to happen...
But when that familiar figure appeared on the pile of earth, my legs went weak and I fell to my knees.
"Emily——"
I crawled over desperately and hugged my daughter tightly in my arms, trembling as I touched her face which no longer resembled me.
He couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
This is a piece of flesh that fell from my body after ten months of pregnancy!
How can it not hurt?
But just like that, he was killed by his own father!
How ridiculous!
I don't know how long it took, but I wiped my tears, handled my daughter's funeral alone, and called that person with a dead heart:
"Hey, you've always wanted to take down Alexander, right? I can help you, but you have to agree to one condition."
After hanging up the phone, I took a taxi back to the villa holding my daughter's ashes.
When I opened the door, I found that my daughter's favorite swing had been torn into pieces and thrown aside.
Instead, there is an oversized rotating windmill.
My heart ached suddenly and I clenched the death certificate in my hand tightly.
Suddenly, I recalled the day of my daughter's Christening ceremony, when Alexander excitedly spent three days and three nights building this double swing, and said that he would be responsible for pushing the two of us from behind.
But now,
It has finally changed...
I didn't dare to look any further and hurried to my daughter's room, picked up a few of her favorite toys and put them in the brazier.
I pray that they can make my daughter happy, after all, it was too painful to be alive...
Just as I was burning the last piece, Isabella pushed the door open and kicked over the brazier on the ground.
Then she looked at her daughter's portrait, her face full of pride:
"Yo~ He's finally dead. I didn't make up such a ridiculous statement that the serum can remove scars in vain!"