Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 211

He absolutely could not tolerate his child being buried in such a desolate corner under the sky of the same city three years ago when he was accompanied by beautiful women.

Finley took a deep breath, squatted down slowly, took off his gloves and started digging without using any tools.

According to Sofia’s condition at the time, her body was very weak, and the child should not be buried deep.

Finley dug around the edge of the flower pond and found nothing, his fingers were all worn out, and the nail caps began to congeal.

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Seeing this situation, the two bodyguards who were watching couldn’t stand it any longer, and hurried over to help Finley dig with a shovel.

“Get away!” Finley yelled out.

The two bodyguards backed away helplessly, not knowing what Mr. Stwart was doing, why did he feel like he was nagging?

This time Finley dug in the middle of the flower pond. The fingers of both hands had become more and more ugly, but his face was ugly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was gloomy.

Finally Finley’s fingers touched something hard, something that felt like an iron box.

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His heart also trembled violently, and he quickly raised his hand to dig desperately, and he dug out an iron box as big as a ten–inch cake box.

There are a few words printed on the outside of the iron box. It looks like it was filled with paint or something. The writing is blurred, like the discarded iron box that Sofia found from the

warehouse.

Finley’s fingers were frayed and bloody, and he was holding on to the box, which was the way the lid was lifted.

He carefully placed the box on the ground, the muscles on his face trembled violently because of the tension.

Finley kept building himself mentally, maybe it was a prank by Sofia, probably because he wanted him to be anxious, so he did this kind of thing.

After all, Sofia hates him so much, as long as it can make him unhappy, what can’t she say?

This time she really changed a lot after she got out of prison, sometimes it made Finley feel very strange.

The lid of the box was not locked, and Finley opened the lid carefully. The connection was rusted because it had been buried deep in the ground for a long time, and it was not easy to open.

Finley opened the lid of the box after twisting the connection with his hands.

He nervously looked at the contents of the box. There was a piece of clothing wrapped around the things inside. It was a women’s woolen sweater. And blood.

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The position of the placket just covered the contents of the box tightly. Finley’s slender fingers touched the clothes, and then stopped there, not daring to open them for a long time.

He pursed his lips. Although it was early autumn and the weather was getting cooler, fine beads of sweat were still oozing from Finley’s forehead. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Finley closed his eyes, then flung his clothes off.

Hiding around the corner to avoid the waiting bodyguards, smoking a cigarette with nothing to do, I don’t know when Mr. Stwart is going to dig.

But if the president doesn’t leave, they can’t say anything, but this place is special after all, so they can’t stay forever, can they?

Suddenly a suppressed man’s muffled cry came from the side of the flower pond, and the two bodyguards turned pale with fright. This voice could not be Mr. Stwart’s, could it?

No way?

In the next second, the two of them turned around and rushed to the edge of the flower pond at the same time, but they didn’t dare to take a step forward. They stared

dumbfounded at Mr. Stwart kneeling there holding an iron box full of dirt and crying bitterly.

The scene was so horrific that both men were terrified.