Remembrance

"Tomorrow is the remembrance of Mrs. Larson's death. We will be busy." A maid with a ponytail swept the pruned branches into a bag.

The short-haired maid said regretfully. "Thinking back then, she passed away at such an young age. It was so pitiful."

"So sad... yes, the two young men lost their mother's love at a young age."

Having lost their mother since childhood, it took a lot of strength for them to survive step by step through the long years.

"I just can't understand why Mr. Larson would look for another wife when the first lady was so decent and beautiful."

"Second wife?"　Hearing these two words, Ava was stunned. Could the person they were talking about be Mary now?

"Yea, it's a pity she committed suicide."

"Suicide? His mother committed suicide?!" This astonishing secret surprised Ava so much that she accidentally dropped a pebble next to her into the pond, making a sound of it falling into the water.