Chapter 868
With that, the serious inmate threw Frederick like garbage and instructed his subordinates. "Since it's his last night, have fun as you wish. Anyway, Frederick is scum. Just don't let him die. The rest is up to you."
Frederick endured a night of torment.
He was in excruciating pain.
Eventually, regret overwhelmed him.
Had Frederick known that Stella would later have powerful allies, he wouldn't have bullied her. But at this moment, repentance was already useless.
All that awaited Frederick was endless hell.
Alexander drove for several hours.
Finally, he and Stella arrived at their destination.
"Church of the Sacred Breeze." Stella looked into the distance at the majestic and solemn church, then looked at Alexander.
Alexander stared absentmindedly at the church's main entrance.
Feeling Stella's gaze, he finally turned to her and said, "Let's first go buy some fruits and flowers."
"Okay." Stella nodded.
Over the past decade, the exterior of the church had changed little.
Alexander quickly located a shop selling both fruits and flowers.
The shopkeeper appeared to be an old woman in her sixties.
Seeing a customer come in, she immediately greeted him with a smile. "Are you buying fruits or flowers, sir?"
"Fruits," Alexander spoke, then listed several seasonal varieties.
But the woman kept scrutinizing him as he spoke. "Sir, you seem very familiar. Have you visited my shop before?"
Alexander looked at her and said, "Ms. Smith, I'm Alexander."
"Oh my goodness!" Margaret Smith covered her mouth in shock.
Then she hurriedly called out to the back room, "Edwin, Edwin, come quickly! Father Alexander has returned!"
Stella felt a bit confused.
Soon enough, an elderly man with white hair emerged.
Upon seeing Alexander, every wrinkle on Edwin Smith's face was filled with astonishment.
"Father Alexander, where have you been all these years? You never visited! Father Thomas has missed you!" Edwin reproached.
Alexander's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
"Edwin, mind your words. It was Father Thomas who prevented him from returning. Who are you blaming?" Margaret scolded Edwin with a glare, then looked lovingly at Alexander before her gaze fell on Stella. "And this lady..."
"Her name is Stella, my wife," Alexander introduced, then gently said to Stella, "Stella, these are Edwin Smith and Margaret Smith, who watched me grow up."
"Are you get married?" Grandma Smith looked surprised.
Edwin still appeared displeased and asked, "Weren't you returning to society for a woman? What happened? Did she reject you? Did you marry after ten years?"
Stella timidly raised her hand and said, "Ms. Smith, I'm the woman from ten years ago..."
The Smiths were surprised.
Edwin, looking displeased, almost choked.
Margaret asked in astonishment, "Is it... really, you?"
"Ms. Smith, it's her." Alexander confirmed it.
"I knew you'd stay true!" Margaret immediately clapped her hands with joy. "Very good! Excellent!"
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