Chapter 39

By dawn, the news came. Terry had passed away. At the same time, it was confirmed that I had disappeared. I had abandoned Ophelia and vanished without a trace. Ophelia, who had always been quick to tears, didn't shed a single drop this time. Instead, she calmly arranged Terry's burial, took over the crumbling family business, and faced all the crushing responsibilities alone. From that moment, the young and carefree Ophelia was gone forever. Everything she once knew was buried that summer. Her thoughts returned to the present. She withdrew her gaze and said flatly, "Follow him." Hudson traced my route, following me until I arrived at the cemetery and entered the grounds. "Ms. Smith, he's gone into the cemetery. What's he doing there?" Ophelia didn't respond, watching from a distance as I found Terry's grave. "That's your father's grave. Why is he there?" Hudson asked, confused. "And he didn't even bring an umbrella. Should we give him one?" Her expression turned i