No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary)
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Chapter 159 Peaceful Olive

Chapter 159 Peaceful Olive

The night was deep and all was quiet.

The door to the master bedroom was nudged open just a crack.

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Zachary silently made his way in, carrying a faint trace of alcohol on his person. He moved closer to the large bed, one step at a time.

"Meow..." Lenora's roommate had spotted him.

"Shh..."

Zachary placed the opened can in front of Lenora's roommate.

Cotton cautiously sniffed at the food before starting to eat it voraciously.

Zachary gently patted Cotton's head, then stood up and walked over to the large bed.

Under the moonlight, Lenora's face was tranquil as she slept soundly, her fine eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Zachary found himself unable to look away for a long time.

He gently sat down at the edge of the bed, his fingers lightly tracing her smooth, delicate face.

Only at such moments could he get so intimately close to Lenora without seeing the cold, disdainful look in her eyes.

He was afraid to see that look in her eyes.

Even Zachary, who was always decisive and confident in business battles, had moments of fear.

Had he heard this phrase in the past, he would have surely brushed it off with a dismissive laugh.

The moment he understood his own feelings, he realized that he was forever entwined with Lenora, a bond that could never be untied.

They had once spent over two years in a peaceful and harmonious marriage. They had once been entwined in this very bed, in perfect harmony. They were once the couple that everyone, including Miranda, envied for their affectionate relationship. Yet, he had failed to truly cherish all of this

Previously, he was excessively arrogant.

He knew she would never forgive him again.

By the time she returned from Eternal Monastery, she would no longer be his wife.

They wouldn't share a bond anymore.

He reckoned after the divorce, she was likely to end up with Jonas..

At that very moment, Zachary was consumed by an overwhelming jealousy toward Jonas. He was so envious that he was on the brink of madness.

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Zachary's gaze fell upon Lenora's full and inviting red lips. His eyes darkened, and without a moment's hesitation, he bent down to kiss her.

Warm, soft, sweet just like in his memories, he was utterly captivated, unable to extricate himself.

This might be the last time.

Zachary closed his eyes, freely indulging himself.

After a while, he lifted his head, his gaze fixated on her serene, sleeping face. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Nora, I love you."

No one heard it.

Zachary gently rose and departed.

Beyond the lingering scent of alcohol in the air and the empty can under Cotton's nose, there was no sign that he had ever been there.

The following morning. Lenora and Zachary, filled with immense devotion, set off toward Eternal Monastery.

They didn't allow anyone to accompany them. It was just the two of them in the car. Zachary took the role of the driver, while Lenora sat in the backseat.

When Lenora got into the car, she noticed a box resting on the backseat of the driver's side.

The moment she laid eyes on it, a few words surfaced in Lenora's mind- an urn for ashes.

She fell silent for a moment, biting her lower lip. Her voice was slightly shaky as she said, "This is..."

Through the rearview mirror, Zachary nodded at Lenora. "It's our child's ashes."

When Zachary received the stillborn child, he had considered letting Lenora have a glimpse. However, he feared it might worsen Lenora's condition. In the end, he made the decision on his own to have the child cremated. "There's a hall at Eternal Monastery where one can place the ashes of the departed. I wish to place their ashes there, where prayers are heard, a place for spiritual peace."

Lenora picked up the urn, nodding gently.

She gently caressed the surface of the urn, as if she were soothing a child.

Eternal Monastery was nestled in Curvine, and they had arrived by noon.

The monastery was located on the outskirts of Curvine, boasting a history spanning several centuries. Despite numerous renovations over the years, the charm of its historical roots was still palpable.

Legend had it that Eternal Monastery was originally located on the outskirts of Cutvine, After hundreds of years of development and expansion, the city's area increased, leading to its current state, surrounded by residential areas.

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Lenora tightly held the urn as she stepped out of the c

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Zachary had given a heads-up earlier, and a young monk led them to a separate small building on the rear side. Lenora looked up and saw the sign on the small building read "Eternal Hall".

Upon entering, she was met with an entire wall filled with neatly arranged boxes. Each box held ashes.

Even within Eternal Hall, there were distinctions among the placement of urns.

The first level was occupied by ordinary citizens, the second level was home to Blawido believers, and the third level was reserved for the spirits of miscarried babies. Additionally, Seaward Tower was used to store the ashes of monks. Guided by the young monk, Lenora personally placed the ashes into the designated box and locked it.

Subsequently, the young monk led them toward Eternal Hall, located on the western side behind the monastery's main hall.

Eternal Hall was situated on high ground, with a tall flight of steps leading up

The staircase consisted of nine hundred and eighty-one steps, symbolizing the trials one had to overcome in order to attain enlightenment and reach ultimate bliss

Zachary held Lenora's hand, his gaze filled with devotion, as they ascended the stairs step by step.

The monastery was dedicated to the three saints of the West - Buhirity, Flebuthy, and Klalifis.

Lenora followed the young monk around a wall, only to replace countless yellow memorial tablets being worshipped behind it.

The monk explained, "In our Blawido perspective, the tablets serve as a pass to the afterlife. The yellow ones are established by the living for the departed to guide their spirits. By setting up a memorial for the unborn, regularly surrounded by prayers, and receiving the blessings of the three saints, one can accumulate virtue and hopefully rest in the world of ultimate bliss sooner. This also provides the parents of the unborn a sense of peace."

"Should we set up a memorial tablet for him?" Although framed as a question, Zachary's tone carried an air of certainty.

"All right." Lenora nodded.

"The name of the person being honored should be written on the memorial tablet. Please, both of you. choose a name for the child," the young monk said.

Zachary and Lenora exchanged a glance.

Zachary said, "You decide."

Lenora took a deep breath, the rich scent of candles from the monastery filling her nostrils. She said, "I'll name them Olive, with the hope that they'll always have peace." "All right."

The monks within the halls then set up a memorial tablet for Olive.

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A prayer lamp was placed in front of the memorial tablet, personally lit by Zachary and Lenora.

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The moment the lamp was lit, its dim yellow light cast a solemn and dignified ambiance. Unable to hold back, Lenora felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Sweetheart, this is the only thing I can do for you.

In this life, it seems that the bond between us as mother and child isn't strong enough.

I hope that in another world, you may forever replace peace and ascend to bliss early.

"Can I come to visit often in the future?" Lenora asked, her voice choked with emotion.

"Yes,

Zachary tenderly wiped away the tears on Lenora's face, his heart filled with bitterness and harshness akin

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He longed to grasp Lenora's hand, expressing to her, "Nora, I was at fault. I failed to understand my feelings. Could you possibly grant me another chance? From here on, I'll love you properly. Let's raise our child together!" Even though he knew it was impossible, and even though he knew he was no longer worthy, he still harbored unrealistic expectations in his heart.

Lenora looked at him and said, "All right. Let's head back. If we hurry now, the City Hall might still be open."

Zachary's heart sank to an all-time low, and the words that were on the tip of his tongue ultimately remained unspoken.

He extended his hand halfway, freezing in mid-air for a few seconds, before finally reaching into his pocket to pull out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes.

"I'm sorry, but you can't smoke inside the monastery," the young monk reminded.

"Sorry." Zachary placed the lighter and cigarette box back, closing his eyes in silence. There was a hint of obscurity in his gaze.