“So, okay, I agree. If you really want it, we can do it now. But after the wedding, you must come back to the Huerta Family with me.”
When I heard him mention my parents, my blood boiled.
I stopped what I was doing, turned around and yelled at Garry.
“What qualifications do you have to mention my father? I have said it many times. My father is dead.
“It was Quinn who killed him. It was also you two who killed him. You are all murderers!”
Garry frowned irritably and asked, “What on earth are you talking about? Do you know that you are cursing your father to death?”
Jarvis curled his lips and said with disdain, “It is a sin for your parents to have a daughter like you who curses them to death!”
I did not want to get involved with them anymore, so I raised the shovel in my hand and yelled at them.
“Get out! Today is my father's funeral. Don't disturb my father's peace here.”
Garry's patience had completely vanished. He looked at the cemetery in front of him and questioned me coldly, “You don't even want to have a wedding just to attend a crappy funeral?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he snatched the shovel from my hand and dug into my father's grave.