âOkay, Iâll take you to your mommy,â said Grace.
Jason, who was standing beside them said, âIâll take him. The doctor said you should stay at home and rest. You shouldnât move your hands. Otherwise, they wonât recover.â
Grace thought about it for a moment and nodded. âOkay then. You can take William.â
Jason had arranged for William to see Lily at two oâclock.
In the back seat of the Bentley, William sat quietly beside Jason, just like a quiet doll.
Jason was a little impressed with the childâs temperament. It was hard to conceive that someone like Lily had raised a child like him.
This child was only five years old but was able to keep a calm. composure and even asked to see his motherâs body after shel committed suicide. Not many adults had such temperament.
Such a person was either born indifferent or⦠he knew how to control his temper and possessed shrewdness that did not belong to kids his age.
However, which was he?
Jason was suddenly a little curious about the childâs father. The child was good-looking, but he did not resemble Lily much. In other words, the child looked more like his father.
When he had people search Lilyâs records, he failed to find out who the childâs biological father was.
Lilyâs body was temporarily stored at the funeral home because it had been forensically examined.
Jason asked the worker to take William to see Lilyâs body while he walked to another room.
When he reached the room, the head of the funeral home was already waiting there. As soon as he saw Jason, he bowed and said, âMr. Reed, have a seat. Everything has been arranged just as you ordered.â
âOkay,â Jason replied indifferently.
Right in front of his chair was a large electronic screen with several split screens. They showed the same room that contained a coffin. Inside it lay Lily.
Soon, two figures entered the room.
One of them was a funeral home worker, while the other was William.
The worker seemed to say something to William, and the little one walked over to the coffin and quietly looked at Lily, who was lying inside.
No one knew what the kid was thinking.
Jason stared thoughtfully at the screen as if he was thinking about something.
For half an hour, the little one merely looked at his mother without shedding a tear or saying anything.
Then, he turned to the worker who had brought him here and said, âUncle, Iâm done seeing my mommy.â
The worker took William out of the room.
Jason got up and turned to the head of the funeral home, saying, âAsk the Atkinson family to claim the body.â
âYes,â the head of the funeral home replied.
Jason got back into the car, and William came over after a while.
The car slowly drove away from the funeral home.