Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1450: Apologizing with a Heavy Heart

Chapter 1450: Apologizing with a Heavy Heart

In this way, Finnley got up, had breakfast and drove to the company.

Mya Saunders lay onthe large, soft bed, she had no desire to sleep, nor did she want to get up. She had no appetite, and her mind was filled with thoughts of Claire... That lively and cute younger sister, was she really not coming back?

She missed her smile and her chirpy voice.

Thinking about this, Mya couldn't help but have tears in her eyes again, blurring her vision, and a wave of sadness surged from deep within her heart.

Because she was pregnant, she listened to Dr. Watson's advice and tried to control her emotions as much as possible.

Gently stroking her protruding belly, Mya whispered softly, "Baby, your aunt will be fine, she hasn't even named you yet, she will definitely come back. Right, baby?"

As she finished speaking, Mya's lips curled into a beautiful smile. Tears streamed down her face again, wetting her pillow.

She didn't want to bring her sadness to her parents-in-law, so if she wanted to cry, she would cry alone.

Downstairs, Albert and Violet were dressed in plain clothes. Violet, who was usually well-dressed, didn't wear makeup today, and didn't even put on lipstick.

She turned to look at the stairs and asked the butler in confusion, "Has Mya not gotten up yet?"

"Young master said the young mistress wanted to sleep a bit longer." The butler bowed in response, "Someone has already been dispatched to wait at the door."

Violet nodded in relief, "Okay, when the young mistress comes downstairs, help her heat up her breakfast."

"Okay, you and Sir can rest assured and go, I am here at home." The butler's face was filled with kindness and stability, "I will wait for her in the living room, and won't go anywhere else." "Mm." Violet nodded, trusting him, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's my duty." Upon receiving the news of Miss Russell's disappearance, the butler had also spent the night worrying.

Violet hooked her arm through Albert's who was in a black suit. The couple began to move towards the door.

Seeing them coming out of the living room, the driver who had the back seat car door open and was waiting, also held two bouquets of white lilies in his hands. "Sir, madam, good morning."

Violet took the two lilies and bent over to get into the car, Albert followed and sat next to her.

After closing the car door, the driver returned to the driver's seat, fastened his seatbelt and soon started the car, heading towards the cemetery.

On the way, Albert and his wife didn't have any conversation, their eyes were filled with sadness.

Half an hour later, the car stopped 30 kilometers away from the city center in the southern suburbs.

The couple each held a lily and walked towards the tomb area. This place was quiet and serene, surrounded by evergreen trees, a perfect feng shui treasure for eternal rest.

They climbed up the stone steps and finally came to a joint tomb. The unfilled part of the tomb was covered with evergreen grass, swaying lonely in the winter wind.

Violet bent down and placed the lilies in front of the tombstone on the right, Albert put the other bouquet in front of the tombstone on the left.

The tombstone on the right was engraved with the name of a woman, Jennie, Claire's mother. The woman in the round picture was beautiful, with a gentle smile, virtuous and serene. The tombstone on the left was engraved with the name of a man, William, Claire's father, Albert's younger brother.

In the picture, William was wearing a long gown, seemingly looking straight into the eyes of his brother, cold, firm, and serene.

"Brother, sister-in-law." Albert stared at their pictures, deeply bowed with a heavy heart, "I'm sorry, you entrusted Claire to us years ago, but we failed to take good care of her."