Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Few people attended, only close relatives of the Roberts family and some important business partners came forward to mourn.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Amanda held her son’s ashes in her arms, burst into tears, and cried until she had no tears left for the past three days.

She had to hold on to complete her son’s funeral.

Vivien’s voice was choked with sobs as she called her brother repeatedly.

The atmosphere was heavy with sadness.

Lucinda, wearing a black dress without makeup, stood outside the cemetery under a tree.

Her eyes were red but calm, fixed on the situation in there.

Several of her bodyguards went in to mourn for Nathaniel.

She stood under the tree without an umbrella, completely drenched by the heavy rain.

Her thin figure appeared lonely and proud, yet she remained composed.

Cyrus noticed her and walked towards her with a black umbrella.

Seeing that she looked pale from the cold, he felt sorry for her and took off his suit jacket, offering it to her.

Lucinda stopped him with her hands and refused to take his jacket.

“He’s gone.

Why do you have to torture yourself? You’ll get sick if you keep doing this.

Please don’t do this to yourself,” Cyrus pleaded.

“If he were still alive, he certainly wouldn’t want you to feel guilty and blame yourself.

”

After hearing his words, she put down her hand and allowed him to wrap her tighter with his suit jacket.

As he touched the wet hair on her face, Cyrus sighed and asked, “Do you want to say your final words to him before he is buried?”

Lucinda remained silent, lowering her head.

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The time for Nathaniel’s burial had arrived.

Suddenly, a lawyer appeared and handed Nathaniel’s will to Amanda.

“Madam, Mr.

Roberts instructed me to give this to you on the day of his funeral.

Please open it immediately and read it alone.

”

Tears streamed down Amanda’s face as she took the two letters with trembling fingers.

One was addressed to her, and the other had no specific addressee.

She opened the first letter and began to read, but as she continued, her expression gradually froze.

The content of the letter seemed to have stunned her.

As the rain poured down heavily, the bodyguard held an umbrella over Amanda.

She stepped aside alone to read the letter again.

Once she was at a safe distance, she opened the letter and her face twisted in shock.