When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 29 A Visit

Unfortunately, she met Braden and the others. Shirley lost her interest in shopping. After leaving the mall with Nancy, she went straight home.

The next day, Shirley woke up very early.

She changed into a black dress, pulled up her hair, went to the florist to buy a bouquet of small white daisies, and then drove to the cemetery.

On March third.

It was the anniversary of her parents‘ death.

Since her father and mother jumped off the building and died, for four years, Shirley had never paid respect to them.

Others said that Shirley was cold–blooded in order to please the Stewart family.

But only Shirley knew how deep her feelings for the Wilson family were.

She was angry with them for not being brave enough, angry with them for being too cowardly, angry with them for leaving in such a stupid and decisive way, leaving her alone!

And she didn’t go to worship for so many years because she didn’t dare to face and accept this fact.

But now it was different. She had the courage to face all this!

This courage was brought to her by the two little guys in her belly.

After this worship, she might leave Seatle City.

As for when she would come back next time, even she herself didn’t know…

But in the cemetery, Shirley was stunned.

She saw a row of flowers in front of the tombstone.

The flowers were fresh, elegant, and looked expensive.

However, since her family suffered an accident four years ago, many people, including relatives, had deliberately kept a distance from the Wilson family. And it was impossible for anyone to come.

So, who would send the flowers?

With such doubts in mind, Shirley finished worshiping her parents and was about to leave.

At this time, an amber pendant next to the bouquet caught her attention.

Shirley picked it up carefully.

This pendant was exquisite with special characters engraved inside.

Shirley always thought it looked familiar, but she really couldn’t remember who she had seen wearing it before.

She put the pendant in her pocket, hoping to have a chance to return it to its owner.

When leaving the cemetery, Shirley didn’t notice that a man was sneaking behind her.

As soon as Shirley returned to the car, the man rushed up and blocked the car with his arms outstretched.

Roland?

good niece, I finally see you. I

much!”

very touching scene for relatives to meet each

Unexpectedly, Shirley was indifferent.

remember clearly how you made trouble for the Wilson family back then. What are

eyes. He argued, “Shirley, you have to understand me. Back then, your aunt and I had to

him, so she said directly and coldly, “Stop

was greedy and cunning. He rubbed his hands, “Shirley, I heard that you are going to divorce Braden. The

to see what her treacherous uncle was going to

me, how do you want

me some money? It’s not a lot, just two

“There is no money,

family so stingy that they

“Is it true that they didn’t give you a

“No.”

“Are you the one who sent the flowers in front of my parents‘

“Of course, your mother liked beautiful things like flowers the most during her lifetime.

his lips

almost certain that such a precious flower must not have been given by her uncle. And naturally, it was impossible for him

her mother’s elder brother, she didn’t

of money, the law office will be transferred to

a job for you.”

didn’t care whether Roland agreed or not,

window and left.

the exhaust fume and cursed

abandoned woman! How dare

Stewart family was so rich, they must give

rubbed his chin. Another idea came to his

cemetery,

she received a call from an unknown person,

from Amelie.

she used to face Shirley. And

polite and gentle.

Wilson, I’m sorry to bother you. I recently cleaned up the room and found that

didn’t take away. I would like to ask if you have time

Amelie become so

Shirley didn’t believe it.

knew what was she

and said calmly, “Okay, I’ll come and get it

last time she left in a hurry, she did leave

planned to take the

evening, Shirley took a taxi and

villa.

mistress coming back, their

it and walked

for four years was still the

pity that the people

bit sad

waste four years of youth in such a