Chapter 1240: Chapter 1240: I Can’t Believe I Ran Into You
At first, Charlotte was worried that the two children might be nervous or scared.
But what she saw was that despite the slight trembling of their little hands at their sides, there was no sign of fear on their faces; they walked with heads high into the clan ancestral hall.
They still spoke with a bit of a baby voice, yet with full confidence.
Charlotte noticed all of this and felt a sense of pride as if witnessing her own children growing up.
Signing their names into the family registry wasn’t a complex matter, but it was done within the ancestral hall to honor the sense of ceremony.
And Charlotte, after all, wasn’t part of the Ross Family, so she didn’t enter the ancestral hall but patiently waited outside.
Soon enough, Mr. Ross emerged from the hall with the two children.
Charlotte wasn’t in a rush to whisk the kids away immediately. Moreover, Mr. Ross truly missed them dearly, so she allowed the children to spend more time with the Ross Family.
Charlotte herself then drove to the cemetery.
Standing before the tombstone, she gently laid down the bouquet of flowers.
"Aunt Watson, I’ve come to visit you."
She reached out and tenderly touched the photo on the tombstone. Although Charlotte was smiling, she felt a slight sourness at the tip of her nose.
Today wasn’t actually the anniversary of Aunt Watson’s death.
But Charlotte had a moment of reminiscence when she saw Mr. Ross leading the children out of the ancestral hall, reminding her of childhood memories with Aunt Watson taking her to temples to pray.
"Aunt Watson, I’ve sent the person who killed you to prison. It’s been so many years... You worked so hard."
As she spoke, a choke crept into Charlotte’s voice.
After the lawsuit with Ethan Allen was settled, Charlotte immediately went to visit Aunt Watson in the cemetery.
It was drizzling that day, but as soon as Charlotte arrived at the grave, the skies began to clear.
Charlotte thought it must have been Aunt Watson watching over her from heaven.
"I’m doing really well now, Justin is also very good to me, and I have six incredibly adorable children. You would certainly love them if you saw them."
Charlotte always mentioned the children when she visited Aunt Watson because she knew Aunt Watson loved little ones the most.
In fact, Aunt Watson had told her that her greatest wish was to see Charlotte marry, have children, and live a happy and peaceful life.
But during Aunt Watson’s lifetime, Charlotte’s own life was full of hardships.
By the time Charlotte truly found her family and love, Aunt Watson was no longer there to be by her side.
"Aunt Watson."
Charlotte stood up, her lowered eyelashes hiding the loneliness in her eyes.
"I miss you so much; I really want to see you again, to see mom again."
The wind that carried the heat of early summer brushed against Charlotte’s face, rustling the paper wrapped around the flowers.
Charlotte straightened out her disheveled clothes, said goodbye to Aunt Watson, and as she was about to leave, she was surprised to find a tall man standing quietly behind her.
This startled Charlotte, who quickly stepped back, almost falling upon the tombstone.
Fortunately, the man was quick to catch her wrist, pulling her back.
And with that, the distance between them closed in abruptly.
"What a coincidence to run into you here."
The man spoke with a light chuckle, but his downcast eyes seemed somewhat gloomy.
As soon as Charlotte recognized the man’s face, a shock ran through her heart.
Why is Leon Battleson here?