The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 272

Amelia said expressionlessly, "I'll take you to see Meredith's tombstone. After that, please get out of

here. I don't want to see your face again."

Derek clenched his fist, his arm trembling involuntarily because of the force. "Tombstone?"

Amelia smiled coldly, pushed the wheelchair, and gave Derek an address, which was a remote

cemetery.

Derek looked at the place on the paper. He wanted to tear the damn thing apart. He had been waiting

for so long. However, he didn't expect to wait for such news...

How could Meredith really die?

"Why, didn't you say you were going?"

Amelia saw that Derek's hand was trembling. He showed no sympathy and his tone was still cold.

Derek gritted his teeth. "You're lying to me. You don't want me to find her. You're lying on purpose,

aren't you?"

"Don't you know when you go?"

Amelia didn't say much. Derek clenched the steering wheel in his hand, slammed the accelerator, and

sped to the top of the road, heading for his destination.

He didn't believe it was true...

But Amelia's look made him nervous.

For the first time in his life, Derek drove at this near-death speed to that location.

As the cemetery caught his sight, Derek slammed on the brakes.

A screeching brake sounded, and the car did not stop immediately. After slipping three or four or five

meters, it finally stopped. Because of the intense friction, the wheels even emitted smoke.

Derek did not stop. He pushed open the door and ran towards the depressing place.

It was a very ordinary cemetery, where no one came to worship on weekdays. So it was cold, silent,

and looked bleak.

The caretaker of the cemetery saw a luxury car coming and greeted it with some trepidation. "May I

ask..."

"Is there a tombstone for Meredith here?" Derek grabbed the man by the collar and asked with gritted

teeth.

The guard was frightened by Derek's eyes. He had an illusion that if he nodded, the man in front of him

would tear him apart.

"Meredith... I... Remember there was..."

However, he did not dare to lie. This person in front of him could not be offended at first sight.

Derek heard an answer he didn't want, and angrily threw the man on the ground. He rushed into the

cemetery and looked around at the tombstones.

It was a black and white photo, looking cold. It made people feel depressed.

Derek felt as if his heart had been sunk into an icy sea. As the tombstones were swept by him, he

could hardly breathe.

Finally, he saw a familiar face.

It was a black and white photo of Meredith.

Derek looked at the photo and felt as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to move.

Meredith in that photo was still smiling. It seemed that the photo was taken when she was still a

student. Back then, She had not experienced the pain and suffering, and there was still some naivety in

her eyes.

That smile was as beautiful as a lily blooming quietly. Sadly, such a picture was printed on her

tombstone.

Derek was stunned and speechless. He didn't even know where he was. He was wandering around.

The guard was afraid of any accident and quickly carried Amelia over.

Then he saw the cold man standing in front of the tombstone, expressionless and motionless as a

statue.

No one knew what he was thinking, and no one dared to disturb him.

Derek thought about it a lot. He thought that the time he spent with Meredith wasn't that long. The

memories between the two of them weren't that deep.

But now he realized that he was wrong.

It turned out that many things were deeply engraved not because of time, but because of the right

person.

Now, his mind was filled with the image of that woman. When she first saw him, she was scared to

death every time like a frightened rabbit. And her eyes were red.

She was bullied. But when she saw him, it was as if she saw a hero and caught the straw.

When she was pregnant, she wanted to make him believe in her and recognize her child. There was

hope and desire in her eyes.

It was as if it had been repeated in front of him one by one.

And... There were also many trivial things in life.

The way she cooked for him, the way she carefully kissed the corner of his mouth in the morning...

When did he start to care about that woman so much that he remembered every little detail of their life

together?

Time passed, and the sun went down.

Amelia pushed the wheelchair over and said, "You saw that you killed Mer. If you still have a little

conscience, just let her go and let her stay here quietly and peacefully..."

"Why is she buried here?" Derek was interrupted. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like the

desperate wild beast in his hand.

Meredith was born in China. How could Amelia not understand the meaning of returning to her roots.

Why did Amelia bury her here?

"Do you think I can send her back to China? Since I can't, that's all I can do! Besides, it's very peaceful

here and there won't be any shameless people bothering her." NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"Shameless people" referred to those in the Masons and those in the Xaviers.

Derek was pointed at his nose and mocked. He wasn't angry as couldn't be provoked now.

The shocking reality made him look like he had lost his soul.

"Yes, you can go now. From today on, I don't think we should meet again..."

Amelia said something cruel, and then Derek suddenly reached out and tore the picture off the

tombstone.

"What are you doing?" Amelia was shocked. This man was completely insane.

"It's so cold and it's overseas here. She won't like it. I'll take her back..."

Derek murmured, his eyes burning with a strange flame.

Yes, it was dark and lonely here. Meredith wouldn't be happy here. He was going to take her back...

"Are you crazy?"

Amelia did not expect Derek to be so crazy. The man in front of her was obviously not joking. He

walked directly around the two people, found the tools not far away, and started digging Meredith's

grave.

"Sir, what are you doing? This won't do!"

Both of the people present were frightened by his crazy and unbelievable behavior and quickly tried to

stop him. However, Derek, as if he could not hear anyone else's words, moved his arms mechanically

and dug down fiercely.