Billionaire's Regret: Losing Me And Our Son - Chapter 166: Chapter 166

"Mom." I went forward and hugged Shirley.
But Shirley patted my back and comforted me, "Natalia, I'm fine. You don't have to worry."
I wrapped my arms around her thin body and suppressed my tears. "I'm not good. I always miss you. I won't leave this time."
"Sweetheart, if you don't go back, what about Benedict?" Shirley let go of me and lowered her eyes to look at my wet eyelashes. She revealed a rare smile and held my hand as we walked in. "I'm quite good in the Lee family. This is the place where I grew up."
"So, seeing things reminds you of Grandma and makes you miss her even more. But if Grandma were still here, she would want you to take good care of yourself," I said, revealing Shirley's underlying emotions and trying to soothe her wounded heart in various ways.
I added, "Mom, Grandma and I both hope that you can adjust your mood. I can understand your sadness. After all, I'm a daughter."
Shirley understood my good intentions. She held my hand tightly and promised, "Alright, I will try my best."
After I followed Shirley into the main hall of the Lee family, I first bowed to Mary's photo. York and the Smith family followed closely behind. During this period, Ben didn't forget to get close to Shirley, but he was cleverly placed in the middle by York.
There are many priests chanting prayers. Mary's ashes were buried in the Lee family's cemetery, located at the foot of Evergreen Mountain, just behind the backyard. The cemetery housed the generations of the Lee family.
After the burial ceremony began, Shirley personally carried Mary's urn. York and I protected Shirley as we walked toward the cemetery. Ben was behind us, holding up Mary's photo.
In the cemetery, the staff had already prepared to open Grandpa's grave. It was a promise between Grandma and Grandpa to be buried together.
Mary once told me a romantic story about her and my grandfather when they were young. They stayed by each other's side and trusted each other. Now that they had both left the world, they could be together.
After the ashes were buried, Shirley bowed to the tombstone. Tears silently rolled down her face.
Everything was settled. When Ben went forward to help Shirley up, York and I had a rare tacit understanding and helped Shirley up first.
Ben froze on the spot, feeling a little embarrassed.
Someone said, "What's the meaning of this? It's clearly Shirley who didn't take good care of her own mother. Why is she always giving Ben a cold shoulder? Do they really think that our family is easy to bully? After all, Shirley has married into the Smith family. Who is she putting on airs for?"
The odd emphasis in his tone sounded particularly jarring. Although his voice wasn't loud, I could hear him clearly.
I looked over and realized that it was Annie Smith.
When I returned to the Smith family and we held a family banquet, I saw Annie. Her background was not as good as Shirley's, but she was arrogant. She relied on her shotgun marriage to join the Smith family. Although she could not win her husband's heart, she flaunted her status.
I retorted to Annie, "Annie Smith, this is the Lee family, not the Smith family. It's not your place to criticize.
"As a relative of the Smith family, you represent the Smith family. Today, you are a guest here. If you don't have the etiquette and rules of a guest, please leave.
"The Lee family doesn't welcome rude people like you."
Annie widened her eyes in shock and wanted to retort, "Natalia, who do you think you are? It's not your turn to..." Before she could finish her sentence, Annie's mouth was covered by her husband and she was pulled away rudely.