Chapter 418
The Untouchable Ex-Wife
The cemetery was rather remote. Not only were there large thickets around the area, the paths were quite rocky as well.
The thick smog enveloping the area could easily affect oneâs sense of direction as well. If headed in the wrong direction, the forest would seem like a confusing maze, which would make the journey even more dangerous than it was.
Renee was completely immersed in her phone, wondering if she should tell Leia about Williamâs complicated past with Briar. Then, suddenly, she felt her entire body falling forwardâ¦
Renee screamed as she tumbled down a cliff. She hit her head on a large rock going down, and instantly faded into unconsciousness.
Meanwhile, Stefan and Briar had already arrived at the childâs tomb. A small gravestone stood there forlornly, with the babyâs name and death date engraved on it.
âHi, baby! Mommy and Uncle Stefan are here to see you again. How are you feeling today? The weatherâs getting kind of cold, so I prepared lots of warm clothes for you. Do you like them?â Briar mumbled as she knelt in front of the grave, placing some bags of clothes onto the ground.
Stefan was no longer feeling guilty, and instead looked slightly annoyed. However, knowing that Briar was mentally ill, he remained silent, allowing the woman to live in her delusions for now.
Under normal circumstances, a fetus wouldnât be considered a person, and in their culture, those who set up a tomb for the unborn would be besieged by bad luck. However, this child was considered a special case, as it was the late Tristan and Briarâs only child.
Stefan had only agreed to bury the fetus after the womanâs constant begging. They had placed it in an expensive coffin, and found a powerful shaman to safely bury the child in this secluded area.
Stefan was starting to space out as Briar continued muttering in front of the grave. He would occasionally glance at the cemetery entrance, his brow furrowed.
âHmph, why isnât that woman here yet? I left her only a mile away from this place, and the path is a straight one too. It shouldnât take her more than twenty minutes to arrive, but itâs been over an hour!
Where is she?!â
Once Briar was finally finished, she looked up and asked, âStef, where is Miss Everheart? Iâm done talking to my baby now. Should we keep waiting for her?â
Stefan checked his wristwatch and replied tonelessly, âLetâs wait a little longer.â
They waited for another thirty minutes, but Renee was still nowhere to be found.
Briar wiped her tears, her voice quivering with sadness. âLetâs just go, Stef, I donât think sheâll be coming anytime soon. I can tell that Miss Everheart doesnât regret hurting me back then, nor does she think she is responsible for my childâs death.â
âMaybe she still sees me as the horrible mistress who destroyed her marriage. Maybe she thinks I deserve to lose my baby and end up this way! Sheâs probably gone home by now. I mean, sheâs no saint, so why would she visit the grave of my child? Letâs not force her to if she doesnât want toâ¦â
Stefan fell silent, his expression growing colder.
Briar continued, âAnd she kept talking about that artificial uterus procedure back in the car, urging us to have more children too! She was just mocking us, wasnât she? It was like she was trying to add insult to injury! If sheâs not genuine in visiting my babyâs grave, I donât need her here, and my baby doesnât need her here either! Letâs just go.â
The man clenched his fists tightly, as he had thought the same. He had no idea what Renee was thinking by urging him to have more children when they were on their way to visit a dead babyâs grave.
âShe definitely had bad intentions!â
âYouâre right, I was too naive. Sheâs always been a cold-hearted and selfish person; if she really was feeling guilty about her actions, she wouldâve come to visit the childâs grave a long time ago. She wouldnât have just disappeared for four whole years.â
Stefan took a deep breath, telling himself to keep a clear mind and to stop hoping the woman would change. Thus, as dusk approached, he drove out of the forest with Briar in his passenger seat.
Under the dim moonlight, Renee had finally regained consciousness. Her head was spinning, her left leg was fractured, and she was unable to move.