Chapter 681

She was not entirely fearless. Her face became a little pale.

"So you do know fear," I said with a sneer.

Nadia looked at Mason as a look of fear gradually emerged on her face.

"I see." I felt absolutely ridiculed.

Mason still did not know how Cecilia died. How absurd.

"Miss Lane, I know you were best friends with Cecilia, but the dead can't come back to life, so it's

time you put your sorrow away. After all, the living needs to continue living and stay positive."

How bold of her to say those words!

If I did not know what she had done, I might even hear those words and think of her as a very nice

person.

"The dead can’t come back to life, but do you know how she died?" I looked at Mason and said in a

low voice, "Mason, have you never investigated how Cecilia died?"

"Miss Lane!" Perhaps Nadia did not expect that I would ask Mason so bluntly, hence she panicked.

"Didn't Cecilia die of heavy bleeding from premature

labor after she received a shock from learning about your accident?”

I saw the pleading in her eyes and the hand that was placed on her belly. For a moment, I felt

tremendously suffocated.

The fault of the adults should never implicate innocent children.

Although I was dying to let Mason see this woman’s true colors, for the sake of the child in her

womb, I could not bring myself to do it.

Mason trotted up to me and asked anxiously, "How did Cecilia die?"

I shook my head. "If you care about Cecilia, then go ahead and find out for yourself. It makes no

sense for me to tell you."

After a pause, I looked at Nadia and continued in a cold voice, "Miss Nadia, you’d better look out for

yourself.”

There were too many people involved in Cecilia’s death and this matter was too complicated. If

Mason wanted to know something, it was best for him to find out himself. The incident was a distant

memory to m e. Moreover, I had Munchkin to take care of now, hence I did not want to get involved

at all.

Munchkin tugged on my pant leg and looked up at me. "Mommy, it's a little cold here. When are we

going to leave?"

He might be young but he was not a fool. He could clearly feel the strange atmosphere between us

three adults, that was why he wanted me to bring him away from here.

"We’ll go home now." I picked Munchkin up. "Say bye t o Mason."

Munchkin looked at Mason and said in a soft voice, " Bye-bye, Mason."

I obviously saw Mason's body tremble. He raised his hand and waved, his eyes a little dazed.

"Goodbye."

The steps were very long. It seemed impossible to reach the end no matter how long we walked."

Munchkin, do you like that man just now?"

Munchkin was actually somewhat cold and lofty. He would speak to strangers in a flat tone, but

when he spoke to Mason earlier, his tone was not exactly flat. That was why I asked that question.

"I think that man is very handsome but just slightly worse than me," the little guy said with a smile.

I figured he might have a good impression of Mason. After all, blood ties were something quite

magical.

"Do you not like that man, Mommy?" He yawned, seemingly tired.

I thought about it and shook my head, saying, "I don't like him nor do I hate him. It's just that he

owes me someone very important."

"Mommy Cecilia?" Munchkin was very smart.

I nodded. "Yeah."

Munchkin waved his fists. "I think he's not that handsome anymore."

I smiled but did not say anything else.

After leaving the cemetery, I held Munchkin and stood at the roadside to wait for a ride.

A black Honda CR-V drove over and pulled over in front of me.

I could guess who was in the car. Sure enough, the window rolled down to reveal Mason's cold and

indifferent face.