Chapter 272


    Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 272


    The help felt a chill traveling down her spine as Cindy stared at her. She immediately caved in. ‘I’m


    sorry, Mrs. Southall. I could’ve seen it wrongly. You should head in and see for yourself.”


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    With that, she hurried away.


    As Henrick had released news about Shandie’s death, many guests had arrived to pay theirst


    respects to her in the backyard, where her coffin was ced. Everyone working in the residence was


    busy serving the guests and had no time to talk to Cindy


    Cindy stared at the help’s back in a sinister manner and memorized her features before entering the


    mansion.


    There was a mournful air about the mansion.


    Cindy sighed. We‘ve been married for years, and I used to love him. Though I’m d he‘s dead, I still


    feel bad about it. Life is short, so I must live for myself! Hmm, where‘s the coffin, though? Is his body


    still at the hospital mortuary?


    Confused, Cindy stopped a maid that was


    heading out. “Where is the coffin?” she demanded.


    The maid was none other than Larrisa.


    She blinked guiltily at the sight of Cindy. Calming down, she answered politely, “It’s in the backyard.”


    Larissa’s answer only served to heighten Cindy’s confusion.


    After all, ording to the local customs, an elderly person’s coffin should be ced in the hall. Only the


    younger generation’s coffin would be ced outside.


    Henrick‘s the oldest in the family, so his coffin should be in the hall. Why is it in the backyard?


    Cindy shrugged off that thought. She wasn’t at home, so it was perfectly normal for Arielle, Shandie,


    and the help to not understand the local customs. The young people must‘ve thought it was


    inappropriate for the coffin to be ced in the hall and moved it to the backyard instead. Clearly, the


    family can‘t make do without me!


    Her eyes were twinkling with mirth as she


    made her way to the backyard.


    On the way there, she nced at her attire. After a brief hesitation, she decided not to change.


    No one knew about the funeral, so she didn’t have to put up an act.


    In fact, she had no intention of putting on mourning clothes for Henrick.


    She headed for the backyard and bumped into Louisa


    Louisa suffered from rheumatoid arthritis. Her legs would hurt when the weather got bad, and she’d


    have to walk slowly. As it was a rainy day today, she soon fell behind Cindy.


    Cindy was no longer afraid of Louisa when their eyes met.


    Louisa can‘tin to Henrick now. He‘s dead, and there‘s no way he‘lle back to punish me. I


    even went out to celebrate Maureen‘s death with a drink back then. There‘s no way I‘m afraid now that


    Henrick‘s dead!


    Nevertheless, Cindy was sensible enough to put up an act so that Louisa wouldn’t interfere with the


    inheritance.


    Louisa might be a nun, but no one would refuse money.


    The smugness in Cindy’s gaze faded away as she greeted Louisa. “Louisa, you should’ve informed me


    earlier. How can I ept this? My life is in tatters!”


    Calmly, Louisa uttered, “I told you to do charity work, but you refused to listen to me. After the funeral,


    be benevolent and do good deeds