My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols Chapter 168 The Funeral

Alston and the others waited at the door, listening to the messy sound inside. Then, they heard a woman’s footsteps. and saw Rosalia rushing over.

She stopped when she saw them, panting, “Alston, Cynthia… how is she?”

Alston helped her to sit on the bench and said in a low voice, “Not good, I’m afraid. When she was found, she overdosed, and her body was completely damaged. The doctors saved her and said she might die suddenly anytime. And her drug addiction just kicked in again…”

Before he finished speaking, Rosalia knew that Stella might not be able to make it through this time. A trace of worry flashed in her eyes. She lowered her head and said nothing, but Cynthia could tell from her tightly clasped hands that she was very nervous and worried.

After all, Stella was her sister. Although they had not been in touch for so many years, all their grudges didn’t seem important anymore since Stella was dying.

Everyone waited anxiously. After a while, the door opened, and the doctor came out. Everyone immediately rushed

over.

“Doctor, how is she? Is she okay?” Rosalia looked worried.

The doctor took off his mask and shook his head, “Say goodbye to her.”

Rosalia suddenly collapsed to the ground. Alston immediately stepped forward to support her. “Auntie, calm down.”

Rosalia felt she was slammed in the head by the doctor’s words and couldn’t calm down for a long time. How could it be possible? How could Stella die? How could such an arrogant and overbearing woman die so easily?

Her eyes were red, and she stumbled towards the ward. Alston, Cynthia, and the others followed with the children in

their arms.

Rosalia looked at Stella, who was lying weak on the bed, and was stunned, “How did you become like this!”

“Rosalia!” Stella looked at her with a smile and called out softly.

Rosalia’s tears fell instantly. They had a very good relationship when they were young. Stella was a few years older than her and had always taken care of her, but she didn’t know when their relationship started to change.

Stella was jealous that Rosalia was good–looking and smart. All her family liked her, and she could’ve married Bryan. Stella was secretly jealous of everything about her younger sister, and their worsened relationship finally led to the

current situation.

Stella stretched out towards her, and Rosalia slowly walked over and held her hand. One hand was fair and tender as a

young girl, and the other was as dry and sallow as an old woman.

Stella looked down and sighed after a long time. “I’m so old, but you are still beautiful and young.”

calm. “I have been jealous of you for

down. She shook her head

it’s not. I stole your marriage, and it was my fault. Rosalia, I still want to say sorry to you. Everything I have right now is my retribution,

red with tears, and

you are in charge of the Brooks family, I

her hand. The two seem to have returned to the time when they were young and

that time, Rosalia was very timid and liked to cry after being bullied. Stella always stood in front of

was about to reach its end. She glanced

Cynthia, who were

looked over one by one and finally fixed her gaze on two

eyes were clear and beautiful, they looked at her innocently, and Keller was

die. She hadn’t seen enough of the lovely babies,

up.

a good daughter, a good sister, a good wife, a

seemed to have done nothing well. If there were an afterlife, she would apologize

sorry for, no matter

breathing gradually weakened. Her hand holding Rosalia’s slid

out her last breath. “Bryan, I’ll finally

from the corner of

in a panic. “Stella, wake up! Stella!

her elegance

of breath in

felt sad, and tears kept streaming down

sadness. He had always been emotionless, but now he tried hard to move his chubby body closer to her and touched

infected Keller. She pouted, her cheeks bulging while her black

cried out

hurry. “Hush. It’s alright,

expression was still indifferent as usual, she could still notice the difference. Alston’s nose was slightly red, the

these days. There was no funeral and no ceremony.

ashes were buried next to

lived a disgraceful life and did not want

his grandson at home leisurely when he received the news of Stella’s death.

other since the last press

thought Stella’s living quality would

that she

around the house restlessly. He had harmed and used many

hand from