Chapter 3 The Snobbish Woman
- At some point, it started drizzling.
- Northern Cemetery.
- The grass was green and soft to the touch.
- The entire North Mountain was enveloped by a curtain of rain, making it look hazy and surreal.
- Charles’ grave was chosen here, where it was beautiful and peaceful.
- The funeral was minimalistic, almost too simple.
- Most of the people who came were the Nolan family’s friends and relatives, and some business partners.
- Under the rain, the white lilies that were placed around the tombstone appeared spotlessly white.
- Ashlyn got down from the car and walked toward the crowd holding a black umbrella.
- She looked at Lucas.
- The man was in a black suit, his posture was straight and his lips were set in a hard line.
- He was standing quietly at the front; his handsome face full of sadness and his eyes red.
- She knew he was single-handedly brought up by Charles and that he was extremely attached to him.
- Ashlyn went over and bowed in respect.
- Looking at Charles’ picture on the tombstone, she drew in a deep breath and gently put the lilies in her hand in front of the tombstone.
- And so, a man’s life ended.
- She hated this place, and she hated the atmosphere.
- Most of all, she hated it when someone walked away from her life.
- A trace of helplessness and sorrow surfaced from the depth of her eyes.
- Charles had been really good to her when he was alive, doting on her as if she were his own granddaughter.
- She flung herself against the cold tombstone and kneeled under the pouring rain, bowing to the old man with her face to the earth.
- “There’s no way I can show my respect to you anymore, Grandpa. And there’s no way in this lifetime that I can repay your love for me. Rest in peace, Grandpa.”
- Everyone looked at Ashlyn in astonishment.
- Who’s this eye-catching woman?
- What’s her relationship with the Nolan family?
- Why did she… No one else from the Nolan family got down on their knees besides Lucas Nolan!
- Lucas’ deep, dark eyes flickered with a tinge of surprise.
- This woman...
- I didn’t know she has such deep feelings for Grandpa.
- Ashlyn didn’t stay too long.
- She got up and left after the prayers, just as mysteriously as she came.
- “Who is she?”
- “She is quite the beauty.”
- “Hey, I’ve heard that Lucas Nolan has a secret wife? Why didn’t he allow her to come to such an occasion today?”
- “She’s probably not favored in the family. I heard that Lucas Nolan is filing for divorce.”
- Ashlyn walked down the mountain while holding an umbrella, listening to the gossip of several noblewomen who were going down the mountain together behind her.
- These people have nothing else better to do than gossiping about the gentry.
- Those comments were like water off a duck’s back to Ashlyn.
- If only these women knew that the young wife they were talking about was standing in front of them, their eyes would probably pop out.
- “Wait up, Ms. Berry!”
- Suddenly, an ear-piercing voice came from behind.
- Ashlyn squinted.
- Following the sound of footsteps, a teenager about one meter eight intercepted Ashlyn; his handsome face flushed with rage.
- “Let’s see how long you can stay proud without Grandpa to cover you in the future, Ashlyn.”
- “So you came all the way over here just to tell me that?”
- Ashlyn said casually.
- The teenager standing in front of her was Blair Nolan, the second son of the Nolan family and Lucas’ half-brother, who was still a freshman in college this year.
- “I’m warning you. Don’t even think about getting a single penny of the Nolan family’s assets!”
- Blair shot daggers at Ashlyn.
- This woman is really good at pretending to be meek in front of Lucas.
- She’s clearly a different person once she turns around.
- Is Lucas blind or something?
- No, I can’t let this woman deceive my brother again, no matter what.
- Only the three Nolan siblings and Charles knew about her secret marriage to Lucas.
- The Nolan family’s youngest, Naomi, was abroad and had to be back today to attend the funeral of the old man.
- Sure enough, just as Ashlyn reached the foot of the mountain, she ran into Naomi, who was getting down from the car in a hurry.
- Scorn shone in Naomi's as she said, “Ashlyn, I suggest you quickly divorce my brother. He's handsome and is an outstanding man. The number of women who want to marry him could queue into a line that goes around the world. You better know your place.”
- “Can you come up with something new?” The way Ashlyn looked at Naomi was as though the latter was a piece of trash.
- Following that, she climbed into her car and sped off.
- Naomi stomped her feet in anger. Damn it! How dare she be so rude to me?