Chapter 1231


    “How is it, Be? Is there any hope?" Celeste''s eyes were filled with anticipation as she looked at


    Arabe, waiting for her to deliver a miracle.


    Arabe’s gaze fell on her, and with a hesitant voice, she said, “Mrs. Temple, there''s no sign of life."


    "No, no." Celeste shook her head, refusing to believe, "Please check her again. I feel that she''s still


    with us."


    If Dr. Be said she was alive, then she must be!


    The girl in the coffin, after the undertaker''s makeup and groaming, looked like a sleeping princess, no


    different from usual.


    "She really isn''t breathing anymore." Arabe said sorrowfully, “She''s already gone."


    Celeste couldn''t handle the blow. Her daughter was still lying there, just like how she remembered from


    their trip to a popr flower fieldst year. Her daughter was lying amongst the colorful blooms, eyes


    closed while they took beautiful pictures.


    Her daughter was just like that now, lying amongst the flowers.


    She was just sleeping.


    She was only sleeping!


    "Closing the casket." the funeral director announced.


    “No, don''t close it. Crystal, don''t leave me." Celeste cried out, fainting from the emotional strain.


    “Celeste, Celeste." Alger rushed to her, tears streaming down his face, "Someone, call the doctor."


    "Let''sy her down. I''ll take care of this." Arabe had anticipated this situation and brought the


    acupuncture kit that Romeo had given her.


    “Be, how''s Celeste? Did she faint from excessive grief?" Louisa anxiously asked from the side.


    “Yes, an emotional overload can cause insufficient blood supply to the brain, leading to fainting. I''ll give


    her a few acupuncture treatments."


    "Okay"


    With Arabe''s words, Louisa felt somewhat reassured.


    After Arabe applied a few needles to Celeste’s acupuncture points, she finally opened her eyes. But


    seeing everyone dressed in ck, and remembering her daughter''s funeral, tears welled up in her eyes


    again.


    "Celeste, are you feeling better?" Alger asked through his tears, "My heart can''t handle another shock.


    Dont scare me. I lost Crystal. I can''t lose you too."


    “Alger." Celeste couldn''t help but burst into tears holding him.


    After a while, the funeral proceeded.


    rk, standing at the side, clenched his fists. He would avenge Crystal, he couldn''t let Mr. and Mrs.


    Temple bear this pain in vain.


    After the casket was sealed, four pallbearers carried it forward.


    Celeste held her daughter''s portrait, following behind in a daze.


    Behind her, members of the Temple family were sobbing.


    A hundred steps ahead was Crystal''s burial site.


    "Prepare for burial." With the funeral director''s strong voice, the casket was lowered into the grave.


    As the soil fell on the casket, it seemed to slowly fill the grave.


    Celeste cried out in agony.


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    Alger knew that once the dirt was in ce, he and his daughter would truly be separated by the barrier


    of life and death. He let out a mournful cry, his grief consuming him.