President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 942 In the Cemetery

"Calm down. Don't worry. He hasn't come back yet. It's indeed abnormal, but he may not have run

away. How about we go out in two groups to look for him? If there is any news, call and inform each

other."

Archie nodded, "I agree."

Queeny also raised her hand in agreement.

Felix didn't say anything.

Natalia warned Felix, "If you find him, don't do anything. Bring him back first."

Felix glanced at Natalia and snorted. He didn't say no.

They were divided into two groups. Queeny and Felix, Natalia and Archie were on the way.

They had done a lot of work in the daytime. In fact, they were already very tired at this time. However,

Mr.Quill had the piece. If they couldn't find him tonight, they might not feel at ease to sleep well.

At this time, most of the lights in the village had been turned off.

The four of them looked for Mr. Quill for a long time and almost searched the whole village. Finally,

Archie found him in a cemetery.

As soon as he saw Mr.Quill, he called Felix.

Fortunately, Felix and Queeny were not far from here, so they came here fast.

The surrounding area was overcast with the cold wind, and tombs were everywhere. Unlike the popular

cremation in the city, the people in the village were all buried in an ancient style.

Almost all the tombs in the village were here. The four looked at the stooping old man leaning against a

tombstone in the center of the cemetery. He was murmuring something. The night wind blew heavily,

and the low chirps of night owls came from the darkness. They all felt that this scene was too scary,

and all got goosebumps.

Queeny asked in a low voice, "What is he doing?"

Both Archie and Natalia shook their heads.

Felix was about to go into the cemetery with a long face but was stopped by Natalia.

"What do you want?"

Felix said coldly, "He played tricks on us. I'll catch him back."

Frowning, Natalia pulled him to stop and said in a low voice, "Don't be impulsive. It might be a

misunderstanding. Anyway, let's go back first."

Queeny nodded, "Yes, the atmosphere here is so weird. We can't have a conflict with him here. Let's

talk about it after we go back."

Felix glanced at her and said nothing. Then they went to the old man.

Mr.Quill had already heard their footsteps. Without turning around, he knew they were coming.

At the midnight, he, an old man in his eighties sat beside the tombstone, with a gray futon under his

butt, and a bottle of wine in his hand. The night wind screeched over his gray hair, making him look sad

and dejected.

"Why are you guys here? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

He said while drinking.

Natalia pursed her lips and walked forward.

"Mr.Quill, we come here because we are worried about you. After all, we didn't see you at home so late

at night."

"Worried about me?"

Mr.Quill seemed to have heard a joke and sneered, "Little girl, you are just worried about the thing you

want. You don't have to flatter me so insincerely."

Then he took another sip of wine.

Natalia frowned.

Even though she was half a meter away from Mr.Quill, she could still smell the smell of alcohol on his

body. It was so late at night and the weather was so cold. An old man who was not as energetic as the

young man was drinking wine in the heavy wind. He would get sick after he went back.

"Mr.Quill, it's getting late. Shall we go home?"

However, Mr.Quill shook his head.

"If you want to go back, you can go back by yourselves. I won't!"

His stubborn look made Felix angry. He wanted to beat this old man up.

Queeny stopped him in a hurry.

She stepped forward, looked at the tombstone, and asked, "Mr.Quill, who is there?"

Mr.Quill looked at the gray and cold tombstone and was lost in thought for a while. Then he sighed.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's my old wife. She has been here for more than 40 years."

As he spoke, he leaned over and carefully wiped the dust off the tombstone. He looked at it as if it was

the most precious treasure in the world.

Natalia frowned and fixed her eyes on the tombstone.

Perhaps it was because the tombstone had been standing in the night wind for too long, the name on it

had been slightly weathered. In addition, it was too dark to see clearly what the name was on it.

But now that Mr.Quill said it was his wife, Natalia respected him.

She stood straight, put her hands together, and bowed politely.

Queeny held Felix's hand and also bowed to the deceased old woman.

After that, they turned to look at Mr.Quill.

Mr.Quill touched the tombstone for a while and sighed, "Honey, I'm going back. Take care of yourself

and don't worry. I'll go to accompany you sooner or later. Then you won't be lonely anymore."

The old man's words made both Natalia and Queeny depressed.

They were all women. Although they were usually strong and cold, they were easy to be moved in

nature.

They didn't like Mr.Quill because of his stubbornness. But that didn't mean they didn't respect his love

for his wife.

Especially when they saw an old man who was going to die saying this to an old woman who had been

dead for forty years, they were definitely moved.

Natalia sighed and helped Mr.Quill up.

"Mr.Quill, let's go home."

Mr.Quill looked at her and nodded.

They went back to the villa. Mr.Quill sat on a chair in the living room, smoking silently.

Beside him, Archie and the others looked at him with hope.

Natalia said, "Mr.Quill, we come here to ask for your help sincerely. I know you are not that kind of

person who is indifferent and merciless, and we are not greedy for your treasure. It's just that the piece

is an ordinary antique in your hand, but to us, it's something that can save people's life."

"It's great to help and save others. Your wife has passed away many years, and you also hope she can

be proud of your kindness to others, right? Please show your mercy and give it to us. We will accept

any of your conditions."

Mr.Quill squinted at her and mocked.

"Proud? Do you think I will care about that?"

As he spoke, he put out the cigarette and lit up a new one.

While doing this, he said, "I've lived for more than eighty years. I've seen all kinds of people and

experienced all kinds of things in the world, and I don't think it's great to help and save others."