His Belated Love Is Worth Nothing Novel

His Belated Love Is Worth Nothing Novel – To bury his girlfriend’s dog, my husband dug up my daughter’s grave. “Amelia, it’s just a pile of stranger’s ashes. Why are you putting on such a sad show? If you want to stop Daniel from being buried, you don’t need these tricks! ” “Take Mia to my private villa immediately.” “Mr. Davis, Mia was died. The grave where Ms. Wilson wanted to bury her dog is where Mia’s ashes were buried!”

As my husband Ryan Davis was heading home to pick up our daughter Mia from school, he suddenly called to say he had something urgent. He left Mia halfway and asked me to pick her up, Warried that something might happen to Mia, despite having a high fever, I rushed towards her. But unfortunately, I was still too late. A truck without license plates hit her and fled the scene, resulting in her death. Holding Mia’s lifeless body, I broke down in tears.

Meanwhile, Ryan’s first love Emma Wilson posted on her social media, “You always appear just when I need you. Grateful to have you around!” Accompanying the post was a sweet photo of them together. Shaking, I took a screenshot and sent it to Ryan, asking. “Is this why you left Mia by herself?” It wasn’t until after our daughter’s cremation and burial that Ryan finally responded, “Mia is six and can manage by herself, but Emma can’t be without me!” “Ryan, let’s get a divorce.”

I made the painful decision to request a divorce and sent my final message to Ryan before blocking him. I knelt in front of Mia’s grave and cried until my last tear dried up. Then I got up and left with a dead heart. Not long after, I saw Ryan holding Emma ’s shoulders and walking towards me. Emma was holding an urn in her hands, her face haggard, and Ryan looked at her with eyes full of pity and tenderness.

“Ryan, this cemetery is full of birds and flowers. Daniel should like it, right?” Daniel was a poodle she Emma kept. Ryan had a distressed look on his face and was about to speak. But when he looked up, he saw me not far away. When our eyes met, the pity in his eyes turned into indifference. “Amelia, you’re never going to stop, are you? First you talked about divorce, and now you’re following me here.

Do you have nothing better to do?” He walked up to me, frowning with displeasure. “Step aside.” I spoke coldly, not wanting to say another word to him. Emma approached and said gently, “Amelia, my beloved Daniel died suddenly of illness. I was very upset, so I asked Ryan to accompany me. Please don’t be angry.” Her voice was soft, but her eyes held a provocative expression of dominance, as if to say, “With me, he’s always there.” “Oh, your man is so good to you,” I replied expressionlessly. Ryan frowned. “Amelia, can you be reasonable? Daniel’s death has already made Emma very upset, and you’re still being sarcastic?”

Seeing Ryan so eager to defend Emma , I glanced at him. Without another word, I simply pushed Ryan’s shoulder away and walked off. As I departed, Ryan seemed a bit dazed. This was the first time I saw him and Emma together without crying or making a fuss. I left calmly. Two seconds later, Ryan caught up with me and whispered, “Isn’t it just because I didn’t take Mia home? Why are you so angry with me for so long? Why are you so petty?” He was the one who did something wrong, but I was always the one who got blamed.

“Well, it’s all my fault,” I replied coldly without even looking at him. Seeing my indifference, Ryan was a little surprised. He lowered his tone and explained, “Daniel’s death was a big blow to Emma . I was afraid she might have an accident if she was alone, so I hurried to find her. Is Mia mad at me? I’ll make it up to her when I get back. She’s so well–behaved, she will forgive me, right?” If he had paid any attention to our family, he would have known something had happened to his daughter. But he didn’t. He focused entirely on Emma.

“You don’t have a chance anymore,” I said, walking away again, not wanting to say another word to Ryan. Ryan reached out and grabbed my arm. “Why is there no chance? Okay, okay, I promise to pick up Mia from school every day. You don’t have to be so mad about this, okay?” Noticing my unusually cold attitude, Ryan seemed willing to lower his profile and make a promise for the first time.

If Mia hadn’t had the car accident, maybe I would have forgiven him. But now, it was impossible. “Let’s find a time and finalize the divorce as soon as possible,” I said, shaking off Ryan’s hand and leaving resolutely without looking back. Watching my back, Ryan felt as if something was slipping away from him. He frowned and called his secretary. “Ava, prepare the most exquisite doll for me and send it home to my daughter.

Ask her to help persuade her mother not to be angry with me.” Before I even reached the cemetery gate, I received a call from the cemetery manager. “Ms. Lewis, someone is digging up your daughter’s grave!” This sentence hit me like a bolt of lightning, making my heart feel like it exploded. I immediately turned around and ran towards Mia’s grave, disregarding everything else. Mia was sunny and cheerful.

She loved daisies, which also love the sun. She said she wanted to plant the entire backyard with daisies in the future. Her wish was not fulfilled in her lifetime, so I planted daisies on her grave after her death. I didn’t put a tombstone for her but planted countless daisies, each one carrying my endless longing for her. “Ryan, there are a lot of daisies here. Daniel will definitely like it!”

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