The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 273: Feigned Sorrow

Stella Monroe feigned agreement, "Mm, got it, big sister. Once the funeral is over, I’ll donate to build a hope primary school and do more good deeds."

Audrey Stanton nodded, saying nothing more.

No matter how much she disapproved of Stella Monroe’s actions, Clarissa Stanton had just died, so she still somewhat took Stella Monroe’s feelings into consideration.

Stella Monroe noticed that Audrey Stanton unusually did not speak to her in a harsh tone, thinking Audrey was subdued because Henry Stanton was dead, leaving her without support.

She felt a wave of satisfaction, and an imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She said, "Well, big sister, take your time coming over. I’ll go look at him one last time. After so many years, I have a lot I want to say to him."

"Go ahead," Audrey Stanton waved her hand, "Go take a final look at her."

Stella Monroe replied with a light "Mm" and quickened her pace towards the back garden.

She couldn’t wait to take one last look at Henry Stanton and tell him, "I’ve endured you for so many years, now I’m going to take back everything that’s mine."

The path from the villa’s front door to the back garden was a hundred meters long. Stella Monroe jogged along it and, when she was less than ten meters away, suddenly heard a cacophony of voices.

She stopped in her tracks, somewhat stunned to see the crowd bustling in the back garden, her gaze fixed sharply—why are there so many people in the back garden?!

Stella Monroe looked closely, and not only were there some high-ranking company officials, but also many CEOs of partner companies, and even Evan Hughes had come.

Without her, the mistress, sending out notifications, these people had somehow already received the news?

Knowing so many people had already arrived, she should have listened to Audrey Stanton and worn the temple’s plain clothes rather than the glamorous, brightly colored qipao she was in.

Those damn servants, so many mourners have come, and not one mentioned it to her!

Just as Stella Monroe was about to go back and change, someone suddenly saw her and shouted, "Mrs. Stanton!"

With that shout, many turned their gaze towards her.

Stella Monroe’s body stiffened mid-turn; now it was too late to go back and change.

Right at that moment, Stella Monroe regretted not listening to Audrey Stanton.

She bit her lip secretly, and to avoid showing guilt, decided to walk forward anyway.

Anyway, if someone mentioned her, she would just say she had just returned and knew nothing.

Stella Monroe feigned a sorrowful expression as she entered the back garden.

Sure enough, someone immediately criticized her, "How can you attend a funeral dressed so flamboyantly?"

Stella Monroe secretly pinched her thigh, causing two tears to fall from her eyes, and wiping them with her sleeve, she said, "I’ve been in the temple for a retreat, and only heard the news when I got home, so I didn’t have time to change my clothes..."

The person coughed and said, "If that’s the case, go take a final look before it’s time to seal the coffin."

Stella Monroe nodded, eyes brimming with tears as she walked over, and without looking at the body in the coffin, she directly threw herself down beside it, crying.

In a corner, Henry Stanton, who was talking to Evan Hughes, saw Stella Monroe dressed like that and was deeply displeased. If it weren’t for so many people watching, he’d really like to go over and give Stella a slap—appearing like that at a funeral, what is she thinking?! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

But seeing Stella crying so loudly and mournfully, he couldn’t bring himself to scold her.