Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce
Chapter 550

Chapter 550 Why Are We Talking about Funerals?

That day, at the rescue scene, after Huston fell, he was sent to the hospital. He was so agitated that he went into a coma. He must have suffered internal injuries, but most of the time, he was heartbroken.

Kevin wanted to let him rest for a few days before leaving, but Huston did not listen. Kevin knew that he could not force Huston to come, so he did not try to persuade Huston. Kevin just gave Huston a few injections that could support his body and let Huston do as he pleased.

Max Masefield and his men had never given up. They kept looking for Evelyn in the lower reaches of the river.

However, as time went by, there was no news about Evelyn.

On the third day after Evelyn disappeared, the man's anxiety turned into fear. Yes, he was afraid that someone would tell him that Evelyn had been found and that the person who had been found could no longer breathe and had left forever.

What supported Huston to live today was the fantasy of her being alive, so it was good news that there was no news.

With such obsession, Huston woke up early every day and rushed to the scene. His hair was not combed, his beard was not

shaved, and even his clothes were worn for a few days in a row. His whole person became sloppy.

It was not until the next morning that the police began to contact Huston.

The Chief's apologetic and regretful voice came from the other end of the line." Mr. Lloyd, how do you think we should deal with Miss Shelton?"

"What do you mean?" Huston's voice was very hoarse and extremely sensitive. "The search is not over yet. Why are you asking this?"

"Yes, yes, I know that you have been looking for it. It doesn't matter. You can look for it, and we can help you block the road. But now the key is that we have to give an explanation."

The Chief said with great enthusiasm, "You know it's been a long time since the incident happened. Why don't we make a record first and then make arrangements for the funeral?"

"The funeral?" Huston repeated. Through the microphone, he could feel the coldness in his tone. "We haven't found Evelyn yet. Why's there to talk about?"

The Chief understood what Huston meant. It seemed that

Huston still didn't want to believe that she was dead. He suddenly changed the subject. "That's right, but it's hard for us to explain to the family members," Family members.

At the mention of this name, the first people he thought of were Ben and Lucy.

Huston's lips twitched miserably. No matter what, they would definitely not forgive him. Losing their only beloved daughter was an unforgivable crime.

Hearing no response from him, the Chief asked tentatively, "Hello, Mr. Lloyd?"

"I'll be right there." With that, Huston hung up the phone without waiting for the Chief's reply.

What Huston didn't want to face and what he tried his best to deny, little by little, proved to him that his denial could not erase everything. What should have happened had happened. Although it was cruel, it had to force him to accept it.

When he arrived at the police station, Ben and Lucy were already waiting for him. When he opened the door to the Chief's office, he saw the old couple sitting on the sofa sadly.

In just one month, the two seemed to have aged more than ten years, turning from a man in his fifties to an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Losing their beloved daughter was torture enough for them to grow old overnight.

Hearing the noise at the door, both of them raised their heads. Ben's eyes were red, while Lucy's face was full of tears. When

they saw Huston, the grief in their eyes turned into resentment and hatred.

The nobleman, who had always been unreachable in her impression, had lost his noble and reserved appearance at this time, leaving only a slovenly man. They hadn't seen him for a few days, but he seemed to have changed into another person from beginning to end. It could be seen that he was not living a good life.