Chapter 1230


    “The time hase; the funeral director checked the time and drew out his words, "Seal the casket.’


    At the mention of sealing the casket, a wave of heartache washed over Celeste.


    Four pallbearers stood at each corner of the casket, hammer and nail at the ready, prepared to seal the


    casket at any moment.


    The mourners stood in thirty neat rows, bowing in unison towards the portrait of the deceased.


    The funeral director hosted the funeral.


    Just as the nail was about to descend, Celeste suddenly pushed past her husband and flung herself


    onto the casket, sobbing, "No, don''t, don''t nail it."


    Tears welled up in Alger''s eyes, and he covered his face, unable to hold back his sobs.


    Clutching the casket, Celeste tearfully asked the hundreds of mourners, “Is there a chance, just a


    chance, that we got it wrong? That Crystal isn''t really dead. There have been many cases like this,


    haven''t there? Everyone thinks the patient is dead, but they''re actually still alive, still breathing. Can we


    check Crystal again?"


    "Celeste." Louisa held back her tears. She wanted to pull Celeste aside, but seeing her cry so


    desperately, she couldn''t bring herself to do it.


    “L can feel that Crystal isn''t dead. She doesn''t want to be suffocated inside there. She''s begging me for


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    Hope filled Celeste’s words as she pleaded with those around her, “Let''s open the casket and check


    again.


    Maybe a miracle will happen!"


    Her darling daughter had already given them a sign by “making it snow’, she must have the ability to


    open her eyes again.


    "Madam, let the deceased rest in peace,’ the funeral director advised, "Opening the casket again would


    be disrespectful."


    "No, she''s not dead. How can she be considered deceased? Please believe me. She''s really still alive.


    Let''s just open it and see."


    As she spoke, a thought struck Celeste, and she turned to look for a slender figure behind her.


    Upon seeing Arabe, she eximed excitedly, "Be, out of everyone here, I trust you the most. Can


    you help me see if Crystal is still alive? We''ll open the casket, and you just have to take a look, okay?"


    Filled withpassion, Arabe was about to respond when,


    "I beg you." Celeste was about to kneel.


    If it weren''t for Arabe catching her in time, her knees would have hit the ground.


    “Please help me see if Crystal is still alive. I have this strong intuition that she can be saved. Really!"


    Celeste held Arabe’s hand as she pleaded through her tears, “Good girl, help me take a look:


    Arabe nced at Alger. His eyes were filled with a glimmer of hope, as if he, like Celeste, also


    wished for their daughter to be alive.


    Rtives of the Temple family sobbed quietly, not attempting to intervene.


    All the guests were silent, lowering their heads.


    The funeral director turned his face away, his eyes slightly moist.


    Romeo looked at the girl''s profile, seemingly predicting her decision.


    “Alright."


    Upon hearing Arabe''s response, Celeste immediately ordered, "Open the casket."


    Her voice was filled with anticipation, as if she was confident that her daughter would awaken.


    The casket lid was opened, revealing Crystal dressed in her finest attire, her face peaceful. As


    Arabe''s hand brushed against Crystal''s wrist, she felt how soft her skin had be.


    This phenomenon was known as “postmortem lividity’.


    After death, the body lost all muscle tension, resulting in the rxation and softening of the muscles


    throughout the body.


    Not just soft, her skin was also cold to the touch.


    The kind of "deathly cold" that only a corpse would exhibit.