"Stop it! Stop it!" Evan Hughes reacted quickly, rushing over to pull Stella Monroe from Henry Stanton’s grasp.
Stella Monroe felt weak and dizzy, only able to stand with Evan Hughes’ support.
Henry Stanton gritted his teeth and said, "Hughes, this has nothing to do with you. Step aside, I’m determined to beat this bitch to death today!"
Evan Hughes protected Stella Monroe behind him with one hand and pressed against Henry Stanton’s chest with the other, urging, "Ocean, don’t be impulsive. Calm down first. If you really kill soone, you’ll have to go to prison. I think Stella is just overwheld with sadness and montarily lost her mind. Don’t hold it against her."
Henry Stanton’s emotions finally cald down a bit under Evan Hughes’ soothing words, and the murderous intent in his eyes slowly dissipated.
"Right, right, take a few deep breaths, calm down," Evan Hughes continued to persuade.
Behind Evan Hughes, Sumr Monroe looked at Henry Stanton, who was gradually calming from rage, then at Evan Hughes with a complex expression. Her mind went blank, and her eyes quickly darted around twice, her brain quickly working.
——If the deceased wasn’t Henry Stanton, then for whom was today’s funeral held?
Could it be... Sumr Monroe is dead?
A country girl coming to Crestfall, dying due to maladaptation, is possible.
Stella Monroe also realized that she indeed hadn’t seen Sumr Monroe at the scene.
Is it really Sumr Monroe who’s dead?
In that mont, Stella Monroe felt a mix of joy, disappointnt, and regret.
Joy because that thorn in her side, Sumr Monroe, is finally dead. Disappointnt because Henry Stanton didn’t die along with her. Regret because she should have checked who was lying in the coffin before she cried.
For a mont, Stella Monroe’s complexion changed again and again, a complex and highly expressive display.
Finally, she steadied her mind, tearfully looked at Henry Stanton and said, "I’m sorry, Ocean. I was overwheld with sadness, my mind was a ss just now, I didn’t an to curse you, I was really muddled."
Stella Monroe’s forehead was covered in blood, and tears stread down her face, gradually softening Henry Stanton’s angry heart.
He had always known Stella Monroe’s feelings for Clarissa Stanton. With Clarissa’s sudden passing, her montary loss of reason was understandable.
Henry Stanton sighed deeply and couldn’t bring himself to accuse Stella Monroe anymore, turned his eyes away and said, "Forget it... go take a last look at Clarissa. The hour is near, and the coffin will soon be sealed."
Stella Monroe turned pale: "W-what did you say? Clarissa?"
Henry Stanton was again displeased, frowned and said, "Of course it’s Clarissa, who else did you think?"
Stella Monroe let out a bitter laugh, unable to accept Henry Stanton’s words, her usual rationality lost, and directly said, "Isn’t the one who died Sumr Monroe? How could it be my Clarissa? Ocean, you’re joking, right?"
Her Clarissa had always been healthy, how could she possibly die young?
"What nonsense are you speaking?!" Henry Stanton’s fist clenched again, angrily said, "Sumr is fine! She was just..."
Halfway through his words, Henry Stanton realized he couldn’t yet announce Sumr Monroe’s wedding with Damian Knight, so he stopped and said instead, "It was Clarissa! She suddenly fell ill last night, and by the ti she was found this morning, her body was already cold. You’d better go see her!"
"No... that’s impossible!" Stella Monroe almost shouted those words.
Her Clarissa absolutely could not be dead!
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