The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 272: Unworthy to Be a Mother
The servant was unnerved by Stella’s gaze, hastily saying, "I’m sorry, Madam, my eyesight isn’t great. You should go in and take a look."
After speaking, the servant quickly picked up the pace and got busy.
Henry Stanton had already announced Clarissa Stanton’s death. Quite a few guests had come to pay their respects in the backyard where the coffin was placed. The servants were almost overwhelmed with work and didn’t have extra time to talk to Stella here.
Stella looked menacingly at the servant’s retreating figure for a while, memorizing what they looked like, before proceeding into the villa.
The villa was adorned with white mourning streamers, adding a touch of desolation to the entire house.
Stella sighed inwardly. After all, they had been married for many years. She had genuinely liked Henry Stanton in the early days. His sudden passing left her feeling slightly sentimental, besides being happy.
Life is so fragile, which is why she intended to live well for herself!
But why hadn’t she seen the coffin? Could it still be at the hospital and not brought home for the wake?
Stella, puzzled, grabbed a servant who was heading out and asked, "Where is it? Where is it placed?"
This servant was Leah Lowell.
Seeing Stella, Leah first felt a pang of guilt but quickly steadied herself, answering respectfully as always, "It’s placed in the backyard."
Stella was even more puzzled by Leah’s response.
According to the customs here, when an elder in the family dies, they are placed in the main hall. Only the younger ones are placed outside.
Henry Stanton was the head of the family, so according to customs, he should be placed in the main hall. Why was the body placed in the backyard?
However, Stella didn’t think much of it. Since she wasn’t home, the servants, Summer Monroe, and Clarissa didn’t understand these customs. The younger generation probably felt it was unlucky to have the body inside, so they moved it to the backyard.
Ah, this family really can’t do without her!
Stella’s gaze subtly shifted as she suppressed the smile in her eyes and walked toward the backyard.
On the way, Stella noticed the clothes she was wearing and hesitated but ultimately decided not to change.
There was no one hosting the funeral at home; probably no outsiders knew about this either. Who would she change for?
To be honest, she didn’t want to put on mourning clothes for Henry Stanton at all.
Stella turned around and headed toward the backyard, just in time to run into Audrey Stanton, who had just arrived there.
Audrey Stanton had suffered from rheumatism for years, making walking difficult when the weather was bad, like today, which was overcast and rainy. As a result, she lagged far behind.
When Stella met Audrey’s eyes again, the last hint of fear disappeared from her gaze.
Even if Audrey wanted to complain to Henry Stanton now, it was useless. He had already passed, and he couldn’t come back as a Vengeful Spirit to find her, could he?
She even went out drinking to celebrate on the day Luna Monroe died. Why fear Henry Stanton’s death?
Still, she had to maintain appearances; otherwise, Audrey might interfere when it came time to divide the inheritance.
Even though Audrey had entered the Sanctum, living a life of purity and simplicity, Stella didn’t believe there was anyone in the world unaffected by money.
"Big sister," Stella concealed her delight, pretending to wipe away tears, said, "You should have told me sooner. How am I supposed to cope with this? What will I do in the days to come?"
Audrey said flatly, "I used to tell you all to do more good deeds, but no one listened. After the funeral, you should do more good deeds and accumulate more good karma."
