EX-husband Groveling to Me

Chapter 172 She Likes Suny a Lot

Amy died, right in front of Suny, one hand touching Suny's face and the other on her back.

Suny crouched there for an unknown period of time until Lily reached out to support her up, "Get up,

your grandmother is gone."

She moved, but her legs were numb and her eyes were red when she lifted her head.

She had been with Amy for the past two days. Family was a strange thing, the Murphy family had been

looking for them for over thirty years, and Amy was hanging on for her last breath just to wait for her

mother.

Even though Suny had not had any contact with the Murphy family for the past twenty-seven years, her

heart was still vaguely sour and uncomfortable.

A passing nurse found out that Amy had passed away, only to see Suny lying on her knee, the image

was inexplicably beautiful and loving, she couldn't bear to disturb it, so she went to inform the Murphy

family.

These days it was Suny who stayed with Amy inside the hospital, while Lily came over at noon and in

the evening, and Charlie did not come over again except for that one day.

He probably knew, too, that Amy was about to die.

The departure of his wife, who had been with him for more than 50 years, was difficult to watch with his

own eyes, even for the strong and resolute Charlie.

Lily notified her husband and son when she received the call from the hospital, and the Murphy family

arrived almost at the same time.

Lily and Charlie arrived first and stood there in the corridor from afar watching Suny lying on top of the

old lady, she couldn't hold back her tears on the spot.

Even when Robert, such a cold man, arrived in a hurry to see this scene, his eyes flushed slightly.

A few people collected their emotion at the end of the walkway before they dared to come over and call

for Suny.

Suny glanced at Charlie and the others, "Grandma said something when she left, but I couldn't hear

her clearly."

Lily smiled with red eyes, "It's okay, your grandmother probably just complimented you."

What a clever child, it'd only been two days and she knew the old lady wanted to hug her before she

was gone.

Suny nodded, wanting to laugh, but unable to do so.

Walter pushed Amy back to the ward. There were not many direct relatives in the Murphy family,

Charlie still had a younger brother, but he left a few years ago, the remaining juniors were, except for

the New Year's Day visits, they were cold at other times.

It was natural for them to be notified of Amy's death. Although it was raining a lot in late March in D

City, it was still possible to remain the body for a few days, but Charlie did not want to do so: "She has

been suffering for so long, and now that she has finally gone, there must be no regrets, so contact the

funeral parlour so that she could rest in peace."

The grave had long been prepared, next door to which was reserved for Charlie.

The two couples had gone through a lifetime of hardships. Charlie was not good with words, but he

really loved and respected his wife.

Naturally, both Walter and Robert listened to Charlie, and the two tacitly went to contact the Murphy

family's collateral relatives to come to the funeral.

The car from the funeral parlour arrived just after three o'clock, and all of the Murphy family's collateral

relatives were there.

Everyone knew about Amy's serious illness, but they didn't know about Suny.

Charlie's entered with her two daughters, she saw Suny at a glance. All three of them were curious

about who Suny was, but today was a special occasion, and they were still somewhat rational, so they

didn't ask.

Only along the way, several eyes looked towards Suny.

Suny noticed that, but she was in little mood to deal with that.

She followed Robert to the car, and outside the window was the funeral parlour’s car, into which Amy

had been loaded.

During the forty minutes or so of cremation time, Suny and Robert were silent, and those juniors from

the side line were chatting, half of the topics were related to Suny.

The ashes were boxed, and according to the traditional practice, the eldest son and grandson should

carry the box, but Charlie said to Walter, "Your mother died in front of Suny, and although she couldn't Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

speak these days, I'm sure you all know that she loved Suny very much. So let Suny carry the box.”

Naturally Walter had no objection, someone from the junior muttered something, Robert swept a faint

glance over, and Maisy Murphy snapped her mouth shut, not daring to speak again.

This was the third time Suny had held the ashes. When her parents died, she was the one who carried

the two boxes of ashes by herself and followed the funeral car to the cemetery for burial.

None of the Holmes family came, and only Ashley and Alicia accompanied her throughout the whole

process.

Now she was the one holding the ashes, a person who weighed a lot in life and now was left with

ashes that weigh no more than a pound.

By the time the group emerged from the cemetery, it was already dark.

Charlie was in poor health and suffered from rheumatism on rainy days. He stood for more than an

hour, and Suny and Robert persuaded him to go back.

The Murphy family’s relatives had also left, leaving her and Robert inside the cemetery.

In the past few days, Suny had spent time with Amy while listening to her exploits from Lily, and she

both lamented that was fate, and that she did not discover Maryam's secret earlier.

After her parents left, she seldom went through her relics, but in fact, if she had paid attention, she

might have been able to find the piece of jade that Amy had had someone carve for her at great

expense as soon as she was born.

Suny had actually seen it at a very young age, and naturally she wouldn't think about it that much.

But if she had looked through it later and seen the word "Murphy" engraved on it, she would have been

suspicious.

Amy's terminal lung cancer was detected only five years ago. If she had found out earlier, she might

still have been able to chat and hang out with the old lady.

The old lady's only wish before her death was to hug her, and she was full of love and cherishment for

her granddaughter, whom she had never met.

But there were no ifs.

"It's getting dark, let's go back."

As Robert opened his mouth at one side, Suny inclined her head to look at him and couldn't help but

call out to him, "Brother, did Grandma used to hug you a lot?"

She suddenly remembered the year she was three years old and followed Maryam back to Bonnie's

house. She thought she was a kind old lady and opened her arms and tried to hug her, but she was

pushed away by Bonnie and fell to the ground.

In pain and dizzy, she looked at her "grandmother" in confusion, unable to cry.

She didn't understand then, but now she realized that Bonnie was never her "grandmother."

"No, Grandma likes girls."

Robert said, after a pause, "She likes you a lot, that's why she's smiling when she died, don't feel bad."

"Okay."

Suny responded and withdrew her eyes, "Let's go, brother."

How could she not feel bad?

When Suny followed Robert out of the cemetery, the sky was already as dark as ink, and the lights on

both sides were dim and indistinct under the rain, but despite this, Suny saw Austin.

He stood with his umbrella under an old tree with new shoots not far away, his dark eyes looking

straight at her through the rain and the dimness.

Suny only glanced at him before withdrawing her eyes, Robert also saw him and frowned slightly,

"Austin?"

"Yes."

Suny did not want to bother with him, and she was in no mood to do so.