Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 649 - 667: The Cute Baby’s Smart Counterattack (10)

Chapter 649: Chapter 667: The Cute Baby’s Smart Counterattack (10)

Isabel walked all the way to the top of the mountain and finally found the number written on the paper.

The tombstone stood alone at the top of the mountain, and despite its low elevation, it offered a panoramic view of the surrounding jungle, lake, and villages.

Both the view and scenery were excellent.

The tombstone on the mountaintop looked more luxurious and expensive than any of the tombstones at the foot of the mountain, made of pure white jade that shone brilliantly under the sunlight.

In front of the tombstone, a vase held a large bouquet of unwilted Japanese Anemones, which must have been placed there by someone who had visited within the past few days.

The area around the tombstone was clean, without any clutter. Beside it stood a windmill adorned with bells that chimed pleasantly like a ballad as the wind constantly turned the windmill.

Isabel thought that only someone with a genuine heart could build such a meticulously beautiful tomb.

Curious about whose tombstone Tony asked her to see, she took a few steps forward, climbed the tombstone’s stairs, and saw the words on the white jade tombstone: Percy’s Darling.

Those three bold words were particularly striking and familiar—it was Percy’s handwriting.

Isabel was taken aback and hurriedly walked forward to see the fainter words above Percy’s Darling, which read: Percy Stanton’s Son.

Isabel’s heart trembled fiercely as her eyes followed the inscription on the tombstone down to the date—the same day she had a miscarriage last year.

On the other side of the tombstone were several rows of tiny characters. Isabel squatted down and read carefully, finding a message from Percy: "I’m sorry, darling. Dad didn’t mean to lose you. You must live well in Heaven. Lastly, I want to say, I’m sorry, Isabel."

Percy’s signature was at the bottom.

All was revealed without needing to say anything—isabel instantly understood that this tombstone was built by Percy for the child she had miscarried.

As she gazed at the tombstone, tears suddenly rained down her cheeks.

Then, her whole body went from silently shedding tears to collapsing weakly in front of the tombstone, wailing in pain.

She couldn’t tell if she was crying for the unborn child or moved by the sight that suddenly appeared before her.

She had always believed that only the mother who had personally carried the child would feel the deep pain of loss, but she never expected Percy to quietly remember and honor their unborn child by building this memorial.

She had once blamed him for the loss of their child, but now she realized that, as parents, he was even more attentive and caring than her.

Despite causing the accident by agreeing to have the baby, he had unhesitatingly assumed the responsibilities of a father after learning the truth.

Most people say that before a child is born, there is only maternal love, not paternal love. In Percy’s case, this statement couldn’t be more wrong. From the moment her womb nourished their bloodline, that man had begun to give his deep paternal love.

Isabel couldn’t describe her feelings at that moment, as her tears continued to flow. The constant sound of wind chimes intertwined with her sobs, creating a bittersweet melody.

As Tony had said, Percy’s love for her was far greater than she had ever seen, heard, or thought of.

A man of such high nobility had fallen from grace—all for her.

In the past, she had always told herself that she didn’t know any better. But now, she realized that it wasn’t just a saying; she truly had been ignorant.

She couldn’t understand how that man could persevere in loving, tolerating, and indulging her while she stubbornly remained bull-headed, never giving up until she hit rock bottom.

Isabel’s tears rained down even more, feeling a suffocating pain in her heart for the first time in her life—an excruciating pain that penetrated her heart and lungs.

Between the two of them, the one who was always cold and detached was her, even though he appeared much colder than her.

It finally clicked in Isabel’s mind why Tony was so furious with her. She had given her heart to countless people while he... he had given his entire heart only to her.

Isabel stood in front of the tombstone for a long time before finally turning to leave.

As she left the cemetery, the suburban area’s sparse traffic left her walking slowly and aimlessly along the roadside until she stumbled into a temple.