Chapter 651

Lysander gently rested his hand on Zephyr’s shoulder, silently comforting him.

After wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes, Zephyr bent down and tenderly kissed the urn.

“Sybil, you go first. Wait for me on the other side. We’ll be husband and wife again in our next lives.

Don’t forget.”

Zephyr and Grandma Sybil had an arranged marriage when they were young, but their love was true.

They weathered life’s storms together and grew old side by side.

Zephyr was a pillar of a man. He was loyal to Grandma Sybil his entire life, and his love for her knew no bounds.

Knowing her heart was weak, he pampered her at every turn..

She loved wearing flapper dresses, so he had Lysander create a design department at his company to design new styles, only selecting the best ones for Grandma Sybil.

Aware of her failing health, he brought forward their 70th wedding anniversary celebration, hoping to give Grandma Sybil a joyous occasion.

But despite his efforts, Grandma Sybil did not live to see their anniversary.

This would now be Zephyr’s deepest regret in life.

Everyone could feel Zephyr’s sorrow, and a melancholic atmosphere permeated the drizzle all around them.

Everyone began the ritual of paying their respects. Everyone present bowed in unison.

As Ethan’s secretary, Thalassa stood by his side, holding an umbrella for him and bowing in sync with him.

After the ceremony, Thalassa felt a pair of eyes on her.

Following her intuition, she met the amber gaze of Leopold.

He didn’t look away. His sadness was apparent as the rain dampened his handsome face, adding to the sense of heartbreak and helplessness.

Though the rain wasn’t heavy, it was enough to wet people’s hair and clothes.

Everyone had an umbrella but him.

He stood next to Amelia, but his gaze was fixed on her.

Seeing him like this made Thalassa feel terrible sorrow.

But she looked away, pretending not to see.

She had made it clear to Leopold that there was no future for them and that he should find someone more suitable. He would have a better life without her.

If she gave in, she would only hurt him.

The funeral ended quickly, and the guests began to leave.

While Thalassa was leaving with Ethan, she tripped over a stone she hadn’t noticed, causing her body to lurch forward.

“Careful!” Sounded a worried voice. A strong hand caught her arm, preventing her from falling.

After looking up, she saw Leopold, who had somehow appeared by her side. She quickly withdrew her arm from his grasp, politely but distantly saying, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Your umbrella.” She had dropped it when she tripped, and Leopold picked it up for her.

When Thalassa was about to take it, she saw Lysander standing behind Leopold. His icy gaze was fixed on her.

Upon meeting his intense eyes, Thalassa’s heart clenched, and she instinctively recoiled, leaving her hand frozen in mid-air.

Leopold’s outstretched hand, holding the umbrella, hovered awkwardly in the air.

Ethan also noticed Lysander’s intimidating gaze. He quickly took the umbrella from Leopold and apologized. “My fault. I should have been holding the umbrella. How could I let a lady hold it? Miss Everhart, are you alright?”

Thalassa lowered her gaze and shook her head. “I’m fine.”

“That’s good. I’ll hold the umbrella. Watch your step and keep your eyes forward.” Ethan held the umbrella over both of them, cautioning Thalassa to go ahead.

“I don’t have an umbrella. Mind if I join you?” Leopold suddenly stepped up, lining up with Thalassa and walking alongside her.