It’s Love That Blinds Him – Chapter 142

A maid of the Evans family found a small wooden box while she was sorting through Wilma’s belongings. It could be seen that the wooden box had existed for many years. The butler, who had worked for Wilma for many years, took the wooden box into the living room and handed it to Malcolm. Taking the box, Malcolm looked at the butler indifferently.

“This is the thing that Mrs. Wilma Evans cherished most in her life. Let her accompany him,” the butler took a deep breath and said in a strangled voice.

After saying this, the butler retired to the side silently. Malcolm opened the box and peered inside. Then he gently closed the box and handed it to Enoch, who was at his side. Enoch looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he meant.

ck to Grandma’s grave and burn th

amily.

y mansion.

ppened that afternoon into the night.

Life and death could change in the blink

back to the Evans family cemetery. After parking the car, he walked towards Wilma’s tombstone step by step with the small wooden box in his hand. T

ily will not decline, but will become stronger and stronger. I swear by the tombstone of you and Grandpa and the memorial tablets of the Evans family ancestors that I will do my best to end the Evans family nightmar

of Wilma’s headstone. Then Enoch looked at Wilma’s picture for a long time, before he was about to leave. Even someone as ruthless as Malcolm was deeply t

ch had cost a lot of money to build. All the dead buried here had been recorded in the Evans family pedigree .Since Wilma took over the management of the family, the cemetery has been constantly built at the original address. It was not until Malcolm took over the management

something looming in a hidden corner. He frowned in confusion and moved forward to remove the weeds. To his surprise, he found that it was a tombstone, but there was just a tombstone without any words. If the letter “L” on the tombstone could

scover the existence of such a tombstone. Enoch crouched down and carefully observed the surroundings of the tombstone. But there was no room for a cremation coffin. It was actually just a simple stone tablet inserted into the ground, and it was smaller than the other tombstones.

of the Evans family, who must also be recorded in the pedigree. Even his mother was not qualified to be included in the pedigree, as she was not his father’s first wife. So whose gravestone could this be?

ch couldn’t find the answer. Finally, he gave up on continuing his guess and tur

ery in shock.

next second he stopped what he was doing and got out of the car quietly, confirming that they were indeed heading towards the Evans family cemetery.

trouble in the cemetery. Therefore, to some extent the cemetery was empty.

nce from the people in fro

 » Lucia frowned and asked Lowell lightly, looking at the unusually quiet environment.

ar. We still have to

leaned down and helped Lucia unbuckle the seat belt. Then he got out of the car.

later,” Lowell said calmly.

ously squeezed her own shoulders, feeling that the atmosphere here was somewhat gloomy.

er here.

still far away from him. When Lucia approached, she saw the words “Evans Graveyard” above the iron gate. She was shocked.

ns’ grave?” Lucia said confused, with a strange expression on her face.

to ruin the peace of a dead old woman, would he? If so, why did he bring her here? Lucia couldn’t help but collect wool.

hat are you th

for a long time. She no longer led the hectic life as before. After walking for such a short time, she was already out of breath.

e cemetery, Lucia felt a little

y calmed down. She followed in Lowell’s footsteps. She disc

onfusion, looking at the strange stone or headstone.

tone, it was not as big as an ordinary tombstone, and it was even smaller than half the size of an ordinary tombstone. If it was a stone, the artificial markings were evident on it. No one would carve a single letter on a stone for no reason. However, such a strange thing appea

you believe it?” Lowell finally

ng loudly in time. He tried to calm himself down and continued to listen to Lowell’s words calmly.

lings.