The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

August 12th.

Clear to cloudy, Camilia Davis buried.

Mia Ginger stood in front of the tombstone, from when the sun was shining bright until the clouds weighed heavily.

It’s apparent that the storm is coming.

Louis Cox looked up at the sky, took a step forward, grabbed her arm, and leaned in: "Let’s go, the heavy rain will start soon."

"My mom disliked rainy days the most." Mia Ginger looked at the slightly reserved smile on Camilia Davis’s tombstone and said in a drifting voice, "Because it’s difficult to set up stalls on rainy days, quite troublesome."

"Mia Ginger."

Louis Cox took a deep breath and looked at her, "Aunt Davis is gone, but you still have me."

"I used to hate her so much." Mia Ginger said, "The day I found out she deceived me, I wished I could kill her. You couldn’t imagine how much I hated her at the time."