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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Chapter 2260 Perhaps, if they were more intimate, their relationship would stabilize.

Elma wondered when she could create an opportunity for the two to reconnect. Meanwhile, Lyndon drove to the cemetery.

The cold wind whistled through the trees, causing snow to fall from the branches.

He got out of the car, holding a bunch of flowers in one hand and a bag in the other.

Slowly, he walked into the cemetery.

He stopped in front of a tombstone, staring at it.

The tombstone was covered in snow.

Lyndon squatted down, gently wiped the snow off, and placed the flowers on the clean surface.

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His eyes fell on the photo of a girl on the tombstone.

His slender fingers gently touched the image as his eyes filled with tears.

"The new year is coming, Rosa.

I cto see you.

How are you doing up there in heaven?" The girl in the photo had a broad smile and her bright eyes exuded warmth.

Tears welled up in Lyndon's eyes, and he fought to suppress his bitterness as he smiled softly.

"Rosa, I have news to share.

I married Tilda.

You two used to be good friends.

Will you blme for marrying her?" The cold wind brushed his face, carrying his murmurs away.

's BunnyBookery Lyndon looked at the photo with deep affection.

"Well, I shouldn't have asked such a silly question.

You were so kind, always thinking of others.

Even if I were to break my promise and marry someone other than you, you wouldn't blme, would you? You'd tellto take care of her for you, wouldn't you?" There was no response.

The girl in the photo continued to smile sweetly at him.

Lyndon touched the cold tombstone, pain flickering in his eyes.

"No, Rosa, I don't want to take care of anyone else for you.

I'd rather you blme.

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If you want to blme, cto my dreams and curse me, okay? Rosa, I miss you so much!"

Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, blurring his vision and obscuring the girl's smile. The cold wind whipped through the branches, making them sway.

Lyndon closed his eyes and slowly sat down.

He took a bottle of wine and two glasses from the bag.

Opening the bottle, he filled both glasses.

"Rosa, will you have a drink with me? If I get drunk, will I be able to seen I Lunk will be you?"

When night fell, Tilda finished her work and headed hto find m Sheldon already a asleep. "Tilda, Lyndon hasn't cback yet," Elma said, sitting in the living room.

Tilda glanced at her watch.

It was already ten o'clock.