Chapter 899: Without You, It Won't Beat Anymore

Anna Jadwin sat in the car for a long time, staring fixedly at the Rose Graveyard, unable to look away.

Her body felt as if it had been frozen in place. Seeing everything Wayne Bailey had done, she was torn apart with pain, hating her own heartlessness.

Only after a long, long while did she dare to muster the courage to get out of the car and walk closer.

A light drizzle was falling from the sky.

Raphael Bailey held a large umbrella over her, watching her stagger and look lost.

In less than a year, the roses had grown wildly, covering the new graveyard. Marble columns formed a half-circle like a small castle, standing erect with a luxurious tomb within.

The small graveyard was undoubtedly exquisite, its carvings masterful.

Engraved on the tombstone were English letters, Wayne Bailey's name, the date of his birth...

And the epitaph he loved:

[Anna Jadwin, here lies a magical heart that ceases to beat without you. — Wayne Bailey]