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.”

was no jealousy on her face, and she was very calm. “I have been jealous of you for many years,

She shook

face. “No, it’s not. I stole your marriage, and it was my fault. Rosalia, I still want to

stop crying. Her eyes were red

charge of the Brooks family,

to have returned to the time when they

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

about to reach its end. She glanced

who were holding

finally fixed her gaze on two babies looking at her curiously.

clear and beautiful, they looked

the lovely babies, but she didn’t have a chance

up.

life, she wasn’t a good daughter, a good sister, a good wife, a good mother, or a

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

sorry for,

gradually weakened. Her hand holding Rosalia’s slid down and hung on the side

out her last breath. “Bryan, I’ll

down from the corner of her

shouted in a panic. “Stella, wake

was known for her elegance and

of breath in front of the

and tears kept streaming down her

he tried hard to move his chubby body

ward infected Keller. She pouted, her cheeks bulging while

she cried

Keller in a hurry. “Hush. It’s alright, Keller.

Although his expression was still indifferent as usual, she could still notice the difference. Alston’s nose was slightly red, the corners of his eyes were moist, and even his usually steady voice was

days. There was no funeral and no ceremony. She was

were buried next

Stella’s request before she died. She had lived a disgraceful life

grandson at home leisurely when he received the news

never seen each other

ignore her. He thought Stella’s living quality would not

that she would die so

to take the kid away and walked around the house restlessly. He had harmed and used

always been a pawn in his hand from the beginning, and he could