Caroline's tomb was really far away. Even if Dominik was so familiar with the capital city, it took him a little effort to find this cemetery.
Old Master rarely brought Sara with him to visit Caroline because he had always been in pain facing his only daughter's grave. The old man's health was poor and he would suffer a serious illness every time he returned home.
The cemetery was very desolate. It was an old man who guarded the door. He was sitting in his small room and listening to the radio while shaking his head. The radio was playing an old song that was very popular 30 years ago. Sara had never heard of it, but the melody was very beautiful.
The guard of the public cemetery was not tight. When the old man saw that someone was going in, he just took a look at it and continued to listen to his own song.
Sara and Hank entered the cemetery. Most of the people buried here had not come to worship for a long time. They looked very messy. Sara found Caroline's tomb and put a bouquet of lilies in front of her tomb.
It had been eight years since she passed away, and the photos on the tombstones looked a little old, but time could not wipe out the beauty of the woman. The woman in the photos wore a light pink cheongsam embroidered with empty valleys and orchids, just like her temperament.
There was a slight smile on her lips, and she looked glamorous. She was a 19-year-old Caroline. Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and she was as proud as a flower. However, there was something soft that suppressed her pride in her bones, and she gave people a very special feeling.
Sara knelt in front of her mother's grave and reached out to touch the edge of the photo. She said, "This photo was taken when my mother was nineteen. In fact, most of the photos are taken when people were dying. But my grandfather insists on using this photo because it is my mother's favorite."
Hank looked down at the woman who was too beautiful in the photo.
Sara was similar to her, but Sara's facial features were softer than hers. It was probably because the 19-year-old Caroline had never suffered that calamity before. The confident smile on her face could not be covered up by the glory, just like the beautiful flowers blooming under the sun.
Sara continued, "At that time, Mom was already the most shining new star in the medical field, and it was the nightmare of countless geniuses. I remember that she seldom looked through her albums, and every time she looked at it, there were very sad expressions."
Hank looked into the woman's eyes and said, "Sara."
"What's that?"
Hank crouched down, put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Do you know why your mom likes this photo the most?"
Sara shook her head. "I don't know..."
Hank said, "Because this photo is the photo of her most beloved man."
"What?" Sara was surprised. "How did you know?"
Hank tapped his finger on the tombstone and said in a low voice, "This is obviously a reflection of life. Her eyes looked to the left, and her chin was subconsciously raised slightly. A figure was reflected in her pupils, indicating that she was looking at a person, and that she needed to look up, which meant that that person was taller than her."
Sara: "... Maybe it's her friend."
Hank sneered and said with a slight sneer on his handsome face, "There is a kind of solid love in her eyes. Her smile is very sweet. I believe no one will look at her friend with this kind of look. The other side is a man. More precisely, she is her lover.
This photo was taken by her lover. Her body movements even showed that she couldn't wait to rush to him. It seemed that she was in a passionate love period."
Sara was stunned, and then she looked at the photo again.
Indeed, at first glance, it did not seem much, but Caroline's smile in the photo was very sweet. It was different from the light smile, light smile, and smile in other photos. It was like moth saw her own fire, full of burning love. She wanted to run to him, even if she was doomed eternally, even if she fell into the abyss.
When Caroline was seriously ill, she was sitting by the bed and looking at a bunch of red fruits hanging on the tree in the yard. She touched the photo with her fingers and her drooping eyelashes covered her eyes, but the sadness could be seen even by a little girl like Sara.
Back then, was she reminiscing about her past lover?
Sara never knew that when Caroline was nineteen years old, she already had someone she loved deeply. Did she break up with him because of the suffering at the age of twenty?
Sara took a deep breath and forced a smile. "... I really don't know much about my mom."
"There are some things that I don't want to tell you. Perhaps it's for your own good."
Hank hugged her. "Do you have something to say to your mother since you're here?"
Sara sniffed, nodded, and whispered, "Mom, I haven't come to see you for a long time. You won't blame me, will you?"
"You love me so much, so you won't blame me." Sara said, "In fact, I want to tell you that I sold your shares to William, and then reported the fake medicine of Martin Pharma... I know that if I do so, Martin' Pharma will completely close down and Yen will be prisoned. Maybe you won't allow me to do so if you are still alive, but my mother..."
She sobbed and the corners of her eyes turned red. Her tears fell on the cold stone floor and she said, "... I am not so kind. I feel that my heart is like a little monster. It's roaring every night in my ear, asking me to take revenge. It wants me to drag those who have done me abreacted me into hell..."
"I let them lose the most important thing. My father must be cursing me for not having a good death now, but I am not afraid, mom..."
There was a flash of determination in Sara's red eyes. "I can't ignore their disgusting behavior. If there are some things that God doesn't care about, there must be someone to manage them. I send them to prison to... comfort your spirit in heaven."
Hank listened quietly. Of course, he understood that the little monster in Sara's heart was raised by him alone. He had taught Sara how to hate and resist, but even though she was very sad and could not accept him like this, he did not regret it.
When he was young, he had understood the law of the law of the law of the jungle in this world. Weakness was the original sin.
His little Sara had to grow. Even if it was like the rebirth of a phoenix, which needed to burn its body into ashes with raging fire and to endure the pain of ripping its skin and tendons, it would be strong enough if it could be reborn from the fire.
She had been doing very well.
Hank wiped the tears from Sara's eyes with his thumb and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Sara, you don't need to regret it."
"You didn't commit any crime from the beginning to the end."