Chapter 470 Death Confirmation

"Grandpa Albert, mom will be back. She will be back."

"Good boy, good boy. You two are both good kids. You are right. Abby will come back safely. She will."

With red eyes, Albert held the hands of Brain and Bruce. On that day, Harris didn't wake up and Albert
didn't leave the hospital.

On that day, Brain and Bruce were very obedient. They stayed with Albert all the time and didn't cry or
make any noise. They even persuaded Albert to eat something.

On that day, Enrique didn't go back to the hospital. Albert and others didn't know what he had gone to
do. Even Moore called him and wanted to say that Albert was in the hospital, but no one answered the
phone.

That day, Albert was accompanied by Gavin. He didn't know what he could do for this old friend and
what he should do.

He had watched Teresa grow up. How could he not feel heartbroken if she really died? He just hoped
that everything would be fine. He just hoped that their family could be safe and sound.

On the second day, Harris woke up. Albert was the first and only person that Harris wanted to see. No
one knew what they had said.

When Albert came out, his eyes were red. He didn't say anything since that day, with Brain and Bruce
around.

On the third day, Enrique still didn't come back. The police found a corpse soaked in water from the
place where the accident happened to Teresa. The corpse was naked, but the police concluded that
the clothes was washed by the river, so it was not dressed.



According to the hairstyle, it should be Teresa, who had been missing for a long time. The police called
the Shen Family, but they couldn't get through. Then they got in touch with Albert and issued a death
confirmation.

At the moment when Albert received the death confirmation of Teresa, his expression seemed to have
aged more than ten years. He suddenly fell on the long bench in the hospital, unable to come to his
senses for a long time.

When he came to his senses, tears coursed down his cheeks. Brain and Bruce, who were sitting
beside him, had been calm for the past two days. They burst into tears at this moment and passed out.
Fortunately, they were in the hospital.

What they didn't notice was that a black figure hiding in the corner not far away revealed a mocking
smile. Then that figure turned around and left. Albert fell ill because of the blow.

With red eyes, Ashley sat in her husband's ward, her hands clenched into fists. Abigale, Abigale, even
if you die, do you still want to drag the members of the Gu Family down?

What did they Gu Family owe her? Why did she have to torture them like this? Standing in the ward,
Tristan didn't tell Lena anything about Teresa and Albert.

Her belly was becoming more and more obvious. He had also strictly forbidden her to watch TV and
use mobile phone, because now, the news of the death of the wife of the CEO of the TH Group was
overwhelming outside.

He couldn't let anything happen to her and the baby in her belly. They still couldn't get through to
Jerome. By the time Enrique returned to the hospital, it was four days later.

Teresa's corpse was placed in the morgue of the hospital. Some of them were sick, some of them were
missing and other of them were busy. No one even went to the hospital to take the corpse back.



"Father."

Enrique went to Albert's ward first. Albert just woke up, and his body was still a little tired. Seeing that
Enrique was standing at the door with a messy beard, Albert nodded to him weakly.

In the eyes of Enrique, Albert seemed to have aged a lot, and even his hair were almost gray. His heart
ached.

It seemed that after a long time, Albert opened his mouth, as if he had used up all his strength.

"Enrique, you go and take Abby home. We should take her home."

Tears welled up in Enrique's eyes and he nodded. In fact, Ashley was very satisfied with Enrique in
front of her. If he hadn't married Abigale, she might have treated him well.

"Mr. Enrique, Albert is not in good health and needs more rest. You can go to visit your dad first."

It was obvious that she wanted to drive him away. But Enrique nodded and said nothing more. He
turned around and went to the intensive care unit. While Moore, who had been taking care of the two
children of Teresa and Enrique, was on the verge of collapse.

The two children were crying all the time, and then they began to have a fever. After the infusion, they
slept quietly for a while, and their temperature dropped. But when they woke up, they continued to cry,
and then they began to have a fever again.

The doctor said that if the two children continued to live like this, they would probably have physical
problems in a short time. Fortunately, Enrique came back.

When he came back, he had already received the police's notice. He didn't even know how he came
back, but he knew that the murderer was waiting for him, waiting for him in secret. He wanted to take
revenge, to avenge for Teresa.



"Daddy, Mommy, Mommy will never come back, right?"

At the moment Brain saw Enrique, the collapse of the emotions surged up again in his heart. Beside
him, Bruce did not speak, and his red and swollen eyes were swollen like small walnuts. Enrique came
forward and held the two children into his arms.

"Don't cry. Your mother doesn't like Brain and Bruce to be like this. If she sees it, she will be sad and
distressed."

"Daddy is lying! Daddy is lying! Mommy will never come back! She will never come to see Brain and
Bruce again! Daddy is lying!"

Enrique patted gently on Brain's back.

"Who said your mother couldn't come back? She must be somewhere watching you secretly. If you
keep doing this, she will really be sad."

Brain raised his head and looked at Enrique. Tears were still falling, and his body was hot. Enrique
nodded.

"Brain and Bruce are the best. You two don't want your mom to be sad, do you?"

"Yes, yes. Even if mom is not here anymore, it is said that people would leave their soul in this world.
Mom must be nearby. She would never want to see that Bruce and I are like this..."

Brain tried his best to hold back his tears, while Bruce quietly leaned against the arms of Enrique,
weeping. After hearing what Enrique said, he silently wiped the tears on his face with his small hands.

But his tears were always coming out of his eyes. He couldn't wipe them all. What should he do? They
couldn't let their mother see it. If their mother saw it, she would be sad. They didn't want their mother to
be sad.



Standing aside, Moore sighed. No one wanted to see such a result.


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