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Chapter 464 Still Managed to Find It

Her body paused slightly for a moment, she didn't look back at me, just kept walking.

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Knowing she was still angry, I felt a sour taste in my heart. In this world, many times when you see someone, it may be the last time you see them. This might have been the last time I saw her.

There was indeed a sense of grievance, but the path was one I chose myself, I had no choice.

tog in front of my father's grave, I took a few sips of sake, speaking

him alone about the bitterness in my heart. Indeed, apart from him, I didn't know who else I could talk to..

"Dad, are you okay over there? I'm really sorry, you're lying here and I have to come and bother you. But I don't know who else I can talk to besides you. I might have to go to the border again. You were always worried about me when you were alive, afraid that I would, like five years ago, no, it should be six years ago now, run to the border again and risk my life. Look, what you feared has happened. This time, I'm actually going there voluntarily. But don't worry, I will take care of myself. This time, I'm not going for fun, nor am I eloping with some random people. I'm going to understand the wishes of the fallen heroes. I know, if you knew about this, you would definitely scold me for overestimating myself. But I still want to try. My life isn't that precious. If it's gone, it's gone!"

10.

Talking to oneself, it really is somewhat laughable. But having said these words, the heart inevitably feels much better.

After a few sips of sake, seeing that more people had come to pay their respects in the cemetery, I got up, straightened my clothes, said

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goodbye to my father, and then left the cemetery.

My mother was still outside the cemetery, which somewhat surprised me. From a distance, she watched me come out. Just like before, she stood there, undisturbed, watching me from afar.

I walked up to her, looked at her, my eyes welling up with tears, "Mom!"

She looked at me, a hint of vicissitudes vaguely visible between her brows, "Are you adapting well living at Alexander's?" There was no interrogation, no blame, just a simple greeting.

I originally thought that she would scold me as she used to, but I didn't expect her to ask me so calmly. I couldn't help but shed tears.

I nodded, my voice a bit hoarse, "Yeah, adapting."

She nodded, looking at me and asked. "Alexander said you didn't want to return to the Conner Group temporarily, why?"

I pursed my lips, wiped away iny tears, and said, "I... I have other things to do."

She looked at me, remaining silent for a long time.

The prolonged silence made me somewhat uneasy.

After a long while, she finally spoke, "Do you still want to go to the border?"

I froze, staring at her in astonishment, not understanding how she could know.

She looked at me, sighed deeply, and said, "Tabatha Conner, you are my daughter, I've raised you for over twenty years, do you really think I don't know what's on your mind?"

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I pursed my lips, my thoughts still in disarray.

Slie spoke slowly, "I heard about Walter's father's death. I know your temperament, and I can guess what you want to do. You're always so stubborn, no matter how much I try to persuade you. Your father is gone, and it's just you and me left in the Conner family. Tabatha, do you plan to leave me all alone in the world?"

A sour bitterness overwhelmed my heart, tears uncontrollably falling from my eyes. As I looked at her, I opened my mouth, my voice still hoarse, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"Ah!" She sighed, her face full of helplessness, "Everyone has their own fate, Tabatha, you decide for yourself!"

She opened the car door, got in and prepared to leave.

I opened my mouth, stopping her, "Mom."

She looked back at me.

I looked at her and said, "Mom, thank you."

d, "Mom, thank you."

She didn't speak, silently getting into the car.

Watching the car drive away, I smiled faintly. I thought my mother didn't understand me, that she would blame me, even hate me. But now it seems, she knew what I wanted to do.

She didn't see me, she just knew what I wanted to do, so, she wanted me to give up this thought.

She knew that with Marjorie and Alexander taking care of her in Jiangcheng, I would be at ease. Therefore, she wanted me to go do what I wanted to do without worry.

In the past, I thought my life would probably be the same as everyone

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else's, guarding the family business left by my parents, living a life without worries about food and clothing, and if I was a bit more greedy, I could encourage and stay with the one I loved. But now it seems that unknowingly, from some point on, my life has already entered a dead end.

I couldn't stay peacefully in this bustling city, living as if nothing had happened. The deaths of Lucas and Uncle Yan were obstacles I couldn't overcome.

I had to do something, because, even if I didn't, I couldn't escape

anymore.

The cemetery was not far from River City downtown, but I kept stopping along the way to observe every detail of the city. By the time I reached the Alexander's neighborhood, the sky had already begun to darken.

I saw Ezra at the parking lot entrance of the community. He was out of his wheelchair, dressed in a black suit, his black hair obviously well-groomed, making him look exceptionally handsome and dazzling.