Keira’s face still had iodine that hadn’t been
tone.
But seeing her facial features, the butler felt he couldn’t have possibly mistaken them!
While he was still shocked, Howard had already handed over a bundle of condolence money and said
guiltily, “My wife, Keera, was a high school ssmate of
Horton. Hearing of Mrs. Horton’s tragic passing, insisted oning to pay her respects.”
After that, he dragged Keira toward the mourning hall.
The butler stood there dumbfounded. He then looked
down at the money handed over by Howard, which
bore the wo
school ssmate Keera”.
sn’t Mrs. Horton but her high school
ne butler rubbed his eyes, wondering if he could have
taken.
urned around wanting to look closer, only to see
that woman had already blended into the crowd and disappeared into the mourning hall.
The butler decided he definitely must have been
mistaken.
The mourning hall was set up in the middle of the main house, a spacious area that made it convenient
for everyone to view the body and offer incense to the deceased.
No sooner had Keira entered with Howard than her gaze fell upon the coffin.
The coffin was ced at the front, with people blocking the way, not allowing anyone to approach.
A person nearby exined, “Mrs. Horton fell into the sea and
bloated from the soaking. Her face decayed beyond recognition, so they’re anyone see her face… they
decided not to
Se
an open casket.”
Hearing this, Keira staggered.
Ploated?
clenched her fists.
Her gaze swept over the crowd in the mourning hall.
She saw Oliver and Melissa from the first branch of the family greeting outsiders, their faces disying
sorrow, but their eyes betrayed a gleam of something else.
Next to them, Jake looked genuinely grieving, his eyes vacant, seemingly truly heartbroken for her.
Keira withdrew her gaze, attempting to find other
familiar faces.
She didn’t see Mrs. Olsen…
With Mrs. Olsen’s health condition, she must not have been able to withstand the pain of losing a
daughter. Had she fainted again?
But where was Lewis?
Just as she thought of this, she heard Melissa exining to the mourners. s, Lewis was so grief-
stricken that he refused to acknowledge that the deceased was his wife. Now, he’s hiding in his room,
refusing toe out and give his wife her final
send-off…”
Upon these words, the people around started-
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whispering among themselves.
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“Mr. Horton really loved his wife deeply, and he’s going to such lengths for Mrs. Horton…”
“But I really feel that’s not right. Mrs. Horton’s body is
in such a state that it would be better to bury her sooner rather thanter. His sentimentality is getting in
the way…”
“I always thought Mr. Horton was a rational man, but I ard that he hasn’t even been to the Horton
Group ese past couple of days. Everything’s being arranged by Mr. Davis…”
Listening to these conversations, Keira lowered her
gaze.
Howard, next+
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as already schmoozing with cing her.
turned around and walked out of the
ing hall.
re an earthy hue, like a country woman ned in the countryside, with the iodine ully washed off.
Wearing clothes that weren’t her usual style, all in the gentle styles of Keera, barely anyone recognized
Keira on her way here.
She quickly turned into old Mrs. Horton’s courtyard.
Most of the servants were over at the main house helping out.
At the moment, Fiona was chatting with another
nanny.
Fiona, with a dolorous expression, asked, “Has the master not eaten yet?”
The other nodded, “Yeah, ever since thedy’s body was fished up, Mr. Horton has been beside
himself…”
Fiona wiped away her tears. “He’s deeply emotional. Old Mrs. Horton is also sick with sorrow. Gosh!”
As they talked, they walked away.
Keira thought for a moment. She then headed to the small building in the backyard and went straight
up to the second floor, jumping onto the balcony of Lewis’s bedroom.
Through the ss window, she saw the man curled up,
leaning on the couch.
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he room was thick with the smell of smoke, and the oor littered with cigarette butts.
ewis clenched his fists, his eyes vacant.
e was reminded yet again of two days before, how he iotically waited at the courthouse until 2 p.m., 3
m….
eira waste, yet he somehow felt relief.
eira’s absence meant she couldn’t bear to divorce im, right?
ut what he never expected was to eventually receive ews of her death!
He couldn’t believe it and rushed to the seaside, only o see Mrs. Olsen standing there, nked by
Uncle Olsen and Taylor.
The salvage crew kept searching back and forth in the
water.
At that instant, he felt his legs go weak!
Every time the salvage crew surfaced, he hoped for news yet feared it at the same time.
It had been over ten hours since the shipwreck… No
one could survive at sea for that long!
Keira must have been swept away by the current to
another shore… She could swim!
But a sentence from Samuel shattered hisst
defenses.
Samuel, pacing anxiously beside him, muttered to himself, “It’s over. My boss is supposed to have her
infusion today… She was meant to have it yesterday, but because of the divorce scheduled for that
afternoon, it was postponed to tonight…”
Divorce…
Lewis staggered!
If only he hadn’t been stubborn on the first day and if
novelbin
the divorce h
ceeded smoothly, would Keira have
gotter
she had fallen into the sea, there could
een a chance for her to survive…
Just as Lewis thought about this, the salvage crew had
wollen corpse, unrecognizable, was brought to the surface…
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As Lewis thought about this, his heart felt as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows, pain
spreading
from his chest.
But these past two days, he had grown ustomed to the pain.
Holding his chest, he lit another cigarette.
Fiona’s knock came from outside the door. “Sir, Madam’s body is being taken to the funeral home.
Aren’t youing out to see it off?”
The always refined and gentlemanly man suddenly looked up.
Lewis’s eyes reddened. He grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it toward the door.
“Bang!”
to the floor.
ad!!”
ared, “Get out! That’s not Keira! Keira isn’t
na heard this, she let out a silent sigh. “Sir,
the door. Old Mrs. Horton has arrived.”
Lewis still didn’t move.
Old Mrs. Horton’s trembling voice came from outside. “Brat, your wife always cared for her dignity while
she was alive. She valued propriety. Now, look at her, bloated and dposing at home, do you
understand how unsightly that is? Do you really want her to leave this world so disgracefully?!”
That somehow struck a chord with Lewis.
The usuallyposed man buried his head in his knees. He hugged his head with both hands, and a
muffled voice came out. “Grandmother, that’s not Keira. My gut tells me, that’s not her!”
Old Mrs. Horton sighed, “I know it doesn’t look like herself anymore, but the police have taken her DNA
and done the tests. Brat, face the reality!”
These words caused Keira, standing on the balcony, to feel a sudden twinge in her chest.
When she heard people couldn’t recognize the body, she held onto a sliver of hope, but now reality
crushed
1.
Her sister looked so much like her; they must have been identical twins, hence the DNA would be
99.9%
simr!
So, the corpse was truly her sister?
Keira,ing to this conclusion, saw Lewis clenching his fist and mming it onto the marble floor…
“Bang!”
Blood seeped out, staining the ground.
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In agony, Lewis said, “Grandmother, stop… that’s not
her!”
There was a pause from outside before old Mrs.
Horton spoke again, “Brat, one must learn to let go and face reality in life. Running away like this
disrespects your wife. Open the door,e out, and properly see off your wife on herst journey!”
These words made Lewis’s fists tremble.
Bowing his head, he slowly knelt to the ground.
Watchin him, Keira felt her heart break into pieces.
ed out of the shadows and gently tapped the
door of the balcony.
“Lewis, don’t be sad. I’m not dead.”
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