Secret Wealthy Marriage
Chapter 1008 - 019 She is Violet Orson_3

Chapter 1008: 019 She is Violet Orson_3

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Ten days after Celia Wade’s wedding was the Qingming Festival, and the pair went to visit Violet Orson’s grave on the day of the festival itself.

Avery Graham wore a white blouse with black trousers, while Bernard Taylor was dressed all in black, even wearing black sunglasses. Their outfits actually matched quite well.

They first took Avery to the Flower Shop, purchased two bouquets for the ritual, then went to the funeral supply store to get some other ceremonial items before heading to the graveyard.

The cemetery plot was bought by Bernard Taylor for Violet Orson. The Orson family emigrated abroad, and her parents wanted to take her ashes with them, but it was Violet’s Big Brother who persuaded their parents.

Initially, this was Violet’s own wish. She wanted to stay close to Bernard Taylor, to watch over his happiness forever, even in death, she wanted to guard his well-being.

The two, holding chrysanthemums and a bag full of ceremonial items, walked hand in hand to the graveyard.

Bernard Taylor took Avery’s hand as soon as they got out of the car. Avery struggled slightly—wasn’t it inappropriate to do this in front of Violet?

Since they had returned from Celia Wade’s wedding, Bernard Taylor hadn’t said much more. Regardless, their relationship had reached this point. No matter how Avery thought of their relationship, in Bernard Taylor’s eyes, she was already his girlfriend, by default.

Yet Bernard Taylor remained unfazed, "She just wants to see me happy. Bringing you here today isn’t entirely for your sake. ... Of course, you don’t need to be jealous. She might have been my first love, but back then neither of us really understood what love was. My feelings for her were more like a brother’s for his sister, nothing like the times when we were intimate."

"..." Avery glared at him. What were they here for today? Was he even aware of what he was saying in front of all these deceased people, such indecent words?

What did ’intimate’ mean? It seemed as though they had already done everything. In fact, Bernard Taylor’s ’intimate’ meant just kissing, occasionally reaching into her clothes, misbehaving on her body, followed by the two of them panting, and then it would abruptly stop.

In fact, Avery sometimes complained about this. She felt she wasn’t young anymore and, previously, when she was with women like Mia Parker and Celia Wade, they would discuss these matters. If Michael Auclair had done such things to her before, she would definitely have been repulsive, but with Bernard Taylor, she wasn’t averse at all, even looking forward to it the first couple of times.

But each time, Bernard Taylor was able to restrain himself at the last moment.

Naturally, there hadn’t been many such occasions in these ten days, but each time it left her feeling terribly uncomfortable.

"You really aren’t jealous at all?" Seeing no signs of jealousy from Avery, Bernard Taylor deliberately put on a heartbroken look, "Indeed, I mean nothing to you at all."

"You said it yourself; I don’t need to be jealous. What’s been said is like excrement that’s been released; can you swallow it back in?" Avery’s true nature showed through. In front of Bernard Taylor, her way of speaking wasn’t polished at all.

When she was with Michael Auclair, she never talked like this because he would definitely frown upon hearing words like ’shit’.

But for them, as medical practitioners, such things were all too common. Moreover, when she was a nurse facing special situations with patients, things that seemed filthy to others would inadvertently get on them.

"?" Feeling the hand in his palm trying to pull away, Bernard Taylor gripped Avery’s hand even tighter, "Where do you think you’re running off to? I’m not going to do anything to you."

"..." Avery looked away, who could know for sure? Yet the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

Soon, the two arrived at Violet Orson’s grave. Avery saw Violet’s photo; a girl with delicate features, truly beautiful. Because of her youth, her looks would forever be frozen here.

Avery’s heart still felt deeply moved. It seemed that angels were meant to be with deities; once the angel left, the deity found a mortal to be a replacement.

Seeing Violet’s sweet smile, Avery didn’t know what to say to her. Bernard Taylor laid down the items, placing the two bouquets on each side of Violet’s headstone.