Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 461

Yes, Zion felt too sad, and urgently needed a container for him to pour out a little bit of sadness, otherwise he was burdened too much, and he really couldn’t hold it.

At the beginning, Marry still had the mentality of eating melons, but then she looked at the sad man beside her, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if she also became sad, and that feeling was actually quite uncomfortable.

She gradually calmed down, turned off the car lights, and just stopped under the starry sky, accompanied by the sound of the waves on the Seine, listening to Zion tell the story of him and his sister, and about how Finley almost killed him. He killed his own sister, and later he shot himself to save Ellie’s

life.

But Miss Campbell was so smart that she intentionally

stimulated Ellie with her wedding with Mr. Stwart, and that’s how the scene that shocked them all happened. Finley killed Ellie himself.

Marry suddenly understood why Zion had fled.

Marry didn’t know how to sympathize with this man now, she was very glad that she bought him a drink just now, and now she watched the stars with him and listened to his nagging.

“Everything is over, don’t think about it anymore, if you feel uncomfortable, you can continue to travel, but the ashes are better buried in the ground, after all, it’s not good for the Hill Family to have an empty tomb all the time, right?”

Marry kept persuading, but Zion’s low snoring sound could be heard in his ears.

He actually fell asleep?

Marry took a breath, started the car, and took him to a motel. After all, he was carrying ashes and staying in a too high–end hotel, and Marry was worried that he would be arrested.

She helped Zion complete the check–in procedures and paid a large tip. The waiter happily helped her help Zion into the

room.

Marry looked at Zion who was lying on the bed, he had reached this point, like a drunk cat, he was still holding on tightly to the bag containing the urn.

She sighed, helped him pack up and was about to leave, but Zion grabbed her wrist.

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Marry nodded, “I won’t tell it. If I tell it, it will make me gain thirty pounds and have pimples on my face!”

Zion was stunned for a moment, laughed softly, and slowly lay down and fell asleep.

Marry was dumbfounded, this ruthless man had a pretty good

smile.

Sofia slept for a while, feeling better mentally. She got up and took a shower, forcing herself to calm down and think about the current situation.

The American boy who snatched her bag before was too much like her younger brother. Carey was five years old when

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the accident happened, and it has been more than four years

now.

It won’t change too much, and she can still recognize the wrong person?

The only thing she wasn’t sure about right now was, if that kid really was Carey, how did he get to Paris.

She didn’t believe that a five–year–old child could leave NY and travel thousands of miles abroad, and it was obvious that this child was controlled by the underground forces in Paris.

She also studied in Paris before, and she has come into contact with mostly scholars and artists.

Sofia has no chance to recognize such a gray area like a city.

She couldn’t help but think of Finley, this person brought her too many unexpected things and messed up her life.

All the brightness and darkness in her life were brought to her by Finley.

She didn’t want to think about this person at first, but he was like a cancer growing in her bones, every cut with him was bloody.

Sofia sighed deeply, going to Finley at this time would be humiliating herself.

She couldn’t help but think of Hank. If there was anyone who could talk to the underground forces in Paris, Hank was probably the only one.