On his deathbed, my father couldn’t let go of two things: one was to have my mother’s ashes buried with his in the cetery, and the other was to place his morial tablet next to hers.
Till his death, he still deeply loved this woman who had never loved him back, but he never asked if she was willing.
Perhaps, this is what the Kinston Family’s love is like, profound and earnest, an absolute possessiveness, yet it also makes one feel a sense of suffocation.
"What are you thinking about?" Mabel Quinn asked.
Kyle Kinston snapped out of his thoughts, "Isn’t there anything else you want to ask ?" His voice carried a hint of almost imperceptible tension.
At this mont, he didn’t want her to know about the so-called Blood Curse and Fate Binding, just unsure about how much she had seen in the Ancestral Hall.
Mabel shook her head, "Not really, inside the Ancestral Hall, apart from the morial tablets, there were those things placed in the glass display cabinets. Those things should be relics of your Kinston ancestors, right? They felt like ntos left for descendants."
But those ntos gave her a sense of desolate beauty.
So...does she know nothing yet? Kyle unconsciously gripped Mabel’s hand a bit tighter, "In the future, don’t go in there again. Soday...I will personally take you in." He said, and by then, she would know everything.
"Oh." She responded, following him towards the Kinston estate, but as they left, Mabel couldn’t help but turn back to glance at the Ancestral Hall once more. In a hundred years, would her and Kyle’s morial tablets also be in this hall...continuing to watch over each other...
But why does this Ancestral Hall stir up a faint sadness in her heart, as if it holds too much lancholy?
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At night, when Mabel Quinn felt thirsty and walked out of the bedroom to get a drink, she saw Mr. Kang standing in front of a portrait in the hallway, lost in thought. Previously, Mabel had heard Kyle Kinston say that this portrait was of his grandfather in middle age.
The man in the portrait was wearing a military uniform from that era, straight and charming, yet also exuded a soldier’s aura of severity. At this mont, Mr. Kang was absorbed in the portrait, and Mabel initially didn’t want to disturb him, but as she passed by him, she unintentionally startled him.
"It’s Mabel." Mr. Kang smiled.
"Hmm, I was a bit thirsty, so I wanted to get a glass of water," Mabel said.
"Co, let accompany you to get so water." Mr. Kang offered, and actually went with Mabel to the living room. He poured a glass of warm water for Mabel, who quickly took it.
"Co, keep this old man company and chat a bit." Mr. Kang smiled.
"Alright." Mabel agreed, "What would you like to talk about, Mr. Kang?"
"You went to the Kinston Family’s Ancestral Hall today, didn’t you?" Mr. Kang asked.
"Ah?" Mabel was surprised, "You know about it too."
"Kyle told ," Mr. Kang replied. Originally, the area around the Kinston Family had heavy security asures, and ordinary people found it extrely difficult to enter the Ancestral Hall. And all the Kinston Family servants were warned to stay away from it, as no one wanted to risk their lives. And
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