At the cemetery, the skies were dark, and there was a drizzle. It was a heavy atmosphere.

Gale had black clothes on and a white flower on her chest as she quietly stood in front of the gravestone.

Peter put a bouquet on the gravestone as he quietly looked at Wendy's picture.

After looking at it for a while, he reached out to wipe away the rain. "You'll be staying here in the future, dear. I'll visit you and talk to you when I have time."

The rain wet Peter's hair.

Gale walked forward with the umbrella. "Dad, take care of your health."

She helped Peter up.

None of them wanted to leave.

Father and daughter. They were all each other had left.

In the end, Peter was the one who dealt with Wendy's funeral affairs with the help of Fiona.

Peter did not allow anyone to come, and even Same had been rejected.

"Gale, when my time comes in the future, you have to have me buried next to your mother. I'll be happy if I get to rest in peace next to her," Peter said.

"Alright, Dad, but you'