Ex-husband’s Regret

She looked like a flower beaten down by a storm.

"Mom!"

I hurried over and took her hand.

She gently patted my head, and after a long pause, finally spoke, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'm sorry for what happened to your grandma."

"Mom, this has nothing to do with you."

I looked at her injuries and frowned. "But how did you get hurt so badly?"

"Compared to Grandma's death, my injuries are minor."

She didn't seem to care much, sighing with some guilt. "I keep thinking, if I hadn't held the banquet, maybe they wouldn't have had the chance, and you and Grandma wouldn't..."

"Mom!" I interrupted seriously her, wiping her tears. "Whether you held the banquet or not, we were in the open while they were in the dark. It's impossible to prevent everything. So, it really has nothing to do with you! Don't think that way!"

My mom looked at me with pain in her eyes. I squeezed her hand and escorted her back to the ward.

"Mom, you're injured too. You should rest. I need to take Grandma to the crematorium and let her rest in peace."Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

She looked worried. "What about you? How are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine. Nothing is wrong with me..."

Hearing this, she seemed to finally relax, but then suddenly fainted.

At that moment, my uncle came in and quickly caught my mom. "Your mom was in the middle of the stage and got hurt badly. She might not be able to wear a gown again. But I'm just stating facts, no offense meant And your mom has been awake since she found out you were missing and heard about Grandma's death. She's been burning with fever."

I had noticed earlier that my mom's hand felt abnormal. I thought it was just her emotional instability, being too agitated.

"She needs to rest. Once she wakes up, I'll take her to the funeral."

After my uncle finished speaking, he carried my mom away. At the door, he turned to Frank and said, There's something else you need to tell her as well."

After they left, I looked at Frank. "What is it?"

Frank didn't say anything, leading me back to the morgue and opening the adjacent cold storage.

As the zipper was pulled down, I saw Ben's face.

My whole body froze!

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"He..."

Frank said, "He tried to protect Grandma but was hit by a falling pillar. Unfortunately..."

He continued after a short pause, "Grandma still couldn't escape her fate."

I pursed my lips, taking a long time to compose myself.

But, in the end, there wasn't much emotional connection between Ben and me.

Originally, the things he did to Grandma were unforgivable, but in the end, he did save her life.

I thought Grandma also hoped that Ben could join her on the others side and reunite as a family.

I lowered my gaze. "Let's bury him together in the Shaw family grave."

After Frank made the arrangements, we headed to the crematorium.

Once the cremation was done, Zachary had also made the arrangements. We returned to the Shaw family home.

I placed Grandma's urn on the table, along with her black-and-white photo.

The Shaw family was still one of the three prominent families of the past, and with Frank and Zachary there, even though it was almost midnight, many people came to pay their respects to Grandma. After three days of vigil.

On the fourth day, early in the morning, I carried Grandma's ashes to the Shaw family grave.

The sky was overcast today.

It was raining when we arrived.

Frank held the umbrella for me, and the ground was slippery, so I walked very carefully.

But I would still slip.

Frank was always there to steady me just in time.

I saw him completely drenched from the rain.

Raindrops gathered on his chin.

I pushed his hand. "You should stay dry too."