Chapter 1956 Just Like My Mama

The next day, Byron accompanied Rosalie to the cemetery to pay respect to Mama.

Suddenly there was a drizzle in the sky, and the cemetery turned foggy.

Byron held an umbrella over Rosalie while half of his body was drenched.

She looked at Mama's picture on the tombstone. It was the first time Mama smiled so happily after being seriously ill.

Rosalie still remembered the time she rushed back from school to find her Mama neatly dressed, returning from the photo studio.

Mama was smiling and yet the nostalgia and reluctance in her eyes gave Rosalie a bad premonition in her heart.

True enough, it did not take long for Mama to come to the end of her exhaustion and passed on.

At that time, Rosalie felt that the sky had collapsed. Her mind went blank, and all her support was gone.

She could not even remember how many days she went without eating or drinking. She numbly cooperated with Gordon to hold a simple funeral for her mother. From that year on, Rosalie learned to hide everything in her heart.

No matter what kind of setbacks and storms she encounters, she would hide quietly and heal herself.

She could not forgive Gordon for the unconscionable things he had done.

Not long after her mother passed away, Gordon married Violet and brought Ethan and Sophie home.

It also brought her bad luck.

Maybe Byron did not know that being outstanding at that time was the most beautiful ray of sunshine in Rosalie's heart and the little secret that drove her to continue living.

Who would know a young girl's mind? Therefore, when she was sent to the Lawrence family to marry Byron by chance, it was the biggest surprise in her life.

Alas, in those three years, Byron never responded to her at all. He just regarded her as a low-class woman who only had money in her eyes.

Fate was probably stranger than fiction!

Rosalie murmured to herself as she knelt in front of Mama's tombstone and told Mama about Gordon's current situation.

This was Gordon's retribution!

Byron stood quietly beside her. When his wife finished murmuring, he helped her up, then knelt slowly, and swore to the tombstone. "Mama, don't worry. I will take good care of Rosalie and the kids. As long as I'm alive, I would never let anyone bully them! Mama, your spirit in heaven, please watch over us."

Warmth enveloped Rosalie's entire being.

She smiled at her mother's portrait. "Mama, excuse us. The kids will come with us to visit you next time! They did, it once a month. Look, aren't they very filial to you, their grandmother?"

Rosalie was not as heartbroken as before when she walked out of the cemetery slowly but felt a renewed peace.

"Byron, do you trust Gordon? I still don't trust him completely," In the car, Rosalie leaned on Byron's shoulder and asked softly.

"Yes, I can't trust him either. However, he won't have any chance to hurt you and the children."

Byron stretched out his hand and hugged his wife tighter.

Luther, who drove today, looked ahead and kept his eyes forward.

Lucas called suddenly and Byron answered.

"Lucas said that Uncle Jonah and Auntie Tamsine will come to the house tonight to visit the kids. I think it's also to thank us for what we did to help Auntie Tamsine last time. From Lucas' tone, Auntie Tamsine should be completely stable this time!"

As Byron spoke, he could not help admiring his wife's decisiveness in dealing with the matter last time.

"That's great! Auntie Tamsine truly overcame it. She is so gentle, just like my Mama. The reason why I thought of this at the beginning was because I project myself into the situation. I wish I could go back to the past and help my mother!"

Rosalie thought of Mama again.

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