Jocelyn, meanwhile, watched dispassionately, letting her bodyguards hold me back while Jeremy continued to attack.
Looking at Jocelyn now, so high and mighty, I couldn't help but remember when she was in college, bullied by some thugs. I fought them off for her, taking a brutal beating and ending up bloodied and bruised. Back then, she’d been full of regret and promised that if she ever had the means, she’d protect me in return.
At this time, as a powerful executive, Jocelyn coldly watched Jeremy’s brutal attack on me.
The contrast between her past promises and her current indifference was gut-wrenching, leaving me feeling utterly hollow and devastated.
"Cason, stop playing the victim," Jocelyn said with a dismissive sneer. "It’s just a few punches. Why are you lying there like it’s the end of the world?"
"Enough of this," she snapped. "Let’s get Cathy laid to rest properly."
Jeremy, having vented his anger, signaled his bodyguards to continue covering the grave.
I forced myself to rise, wincing with every movement, and tried to intervene.
Jocelyn grabbed me and slapped me hard across the face. "Cason, how long are you going to keep making a fuss over this? It’s just a grave!"
Fuming, she kicked the urn, scattering Iris’s ashes across the ground.
The sting of the slap was sharp, but watching Iris’s ashes scattered across the ground was a deeper, more agonizing pain. Witnessing her death had been the worst moment of my life, but now, I couldn’t even safeguard her remains.
I hate them!
As if the world itself was grieving alongside me, snow began to fall, covering the ashes with a quiet, sorrowful blanket.
"No!"
I cried out hoarsely, throwing myself onto the ground and desperately scooping up the scattered ashes with my hands.
Tears streamed silently down my face.
Jeremy watched with cold disdain and sneered, "Cason, I know you’re an orphan with no family. You’re just putting on a show with some stranger’s ashes. If you think you can stop Cathy from being buried like this, you’re just wasting your time."
I ignored Jeremy’s taunts, my focus solely on frantically gathering Iris’s ashes.
This was the only thing left of Iris in this world, and I couldn’t bear to lose it.
"You leave our daughter alone at home and come here causing trouble for Jeremy?" Jocelyn said with disdain, stepping on the ashes. "You’re really disappointing. How could Iris have such a negligent father?"