Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 109 Mrs Sander, My Deepest Condolences

Chapter 109 Mrs Sander, My Deepest Condolences

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When Carter heard the word funeral, he frowned. After a brief moment of silence, he mustered all his strength to say the word, "Alright." For some reason, I felt as though Carter was about to break.

He gripped the armrest of his wheelchair, and for the first time, I saw the elegant man unravel, his composure slipping.

With his back turned to me, Carter said, "You should get ready too.

"Okay."

I rushed over, wanting to help him sit back in the wheelchair, but he raised his hand to stop me. "No need."

It was probably out of a sense of male pride, but I didn't want to interfere.

"Then be careful."

"I've already arranged your room," he added..

"Thank you."

He looked so forlorn, and perhaps wanting to be left alone, I quietly turned to leave.

But I didn't notice the hand that had been resting on the armrest, now tightly clenched. A single tear fell without warning-

I returned to my room, which had been converted from his walk-in closet.

That way, no one would realize there was a partition inside. His closet itself was expansive, and after placing a bed inside, it still felt spacious.

Half the clothes in the wardrobe were women's clothes,

It was true. Carter may appear cold on the outside, but he had a soft heart.

He maneuvered his wheelchair into the bathroom, and heard the sound of running water.

At that moment, the reality of cohabitation began to settle in.

Although Luke and I had been in a relationship for a long time, we had-ever lived together.

The only intimate experience I had with him was over year ago, when I thought he had finally come to his senses. That night, we drank too much. In the heat of the moment, we consummated our relationship. After that night, I became pregnant.

That kind of experience wasn't something I had often. had married Carter out of revenge for Luke, Whad forgotten that once we were married, we were real husband and wife, and I needed to adjust, but I

Despite his physical limitations, Carter was fiercely independent and capable of taking care of himself.

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the bathroom, he looked completely different,

gone.

shaved, changed into a suit, and was

face was lifeless, and his already pale complexion looked even

power he exuded overwhelmed me. My fear

In a detached voice, he

I nodded obediently. "Alright.

I wore

After all, I was attending my own funeral-nothing

a veil, the delicate lace covering most of my

stepped into my high heels, gracefully making my way to

I didn't have the overwhelming

and I got engaged, I had seen myself as his dutiful

would bring me along, proudly introducing

title of Mrs. Bolton had weighed heavily on me for years, like a shackle, binding me

Luke, and I almost forgot living

day I was about to marry him, I met my untimely death in the snow. Now, I had effortlessly become the real Mrs. Bolton, and yet, I felt a strange sense of freedom. en, where I This time, beyond seeking revenge, I also wanted to live a life where I

a stop. Before I entered, I saw a

cars.

connections but I hadn't expected

rain, mixed with

however, it felt like a scorching sun. I removed my gloves, opened my palm, and let the rain and snow fall

melted slowly, forming little rings

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wonderful

my face, I

of mourners dressed in black and white. I held an umbrella and walked beside a wheelchair. The lace veil obscured

the

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of me-taken when I was 18. I was smiling sweetly in the

what the future held.

memorial hall was decorated with

even remembered my preferences. How

I was gone, they had remembered. But what

matter?

she attempted to conceal her tired appearance with makeup, but couldn't conceal the tears streaming down her face.