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It was a miracle for Elder Mr. Bailey to live for so long with that frail body of his.
Old Mrs. Constance then sighed. “This is why we shouldn’t commit any crimes. This is retribution.”
If Elder Mr. Bailey was content with his life and took care of himself in his later years, he probably wouldn’t die so
quickly.
John didn’t say much but went out at once. Actually, what Isabelle asked him to do was pretty easy. Since Elder Mr.
Bailey was dead, the procedures were simple enough.
After the death certificate was issued, the body was taken out and sent to the funeral home for cremation. The
usual cremation time was in the morning, which seemed to be a rule of sorts. But John didn’t care that much, so he
went to the funeral home and asked when the cremation could be done soonest. The funeral home staff told him
that there were no affairs slated for that afternoon. If John didn’t mind, they could do it immediately.
John paid the fee at once. “I don’t mind. Go ahead and burn him.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe staff was startled at his callousness, but since John had paid the money straight away, she didn’t say anything
else either and quickly asked someone to push the body in.
John sat on a chair outside and waited. The ashes were transported out in just half an hour.
Urns were sold at the funeral home. John bought the cheapest one, and he didn’t even stick a photo on it but simply
dumped the ashes directly into the urn.
Wrapping it with a red cloth, he put it under his arm and left the funeral home.
John went to the hospital to find Isabelle with the urn.
Although he didn’t like Old Mr. Bailey, he didn’t brazenly bring the urn into his ward. Instead, he called Isabelle
outside Old Mr. Bailey’s ward. Isabelle knew what he wanted to say as soon as she answered the phone. She
mumbled something without sounding too obvious about it. John sat on the chair outside and put the urn aside.
There was a family member nearby who was supporting a patient to walk around. No one would ever expect that
the thing under the red cloth was an urn filled with ashes. After waiting for less than a minute, Isabelle came out of
the ward. She looked around, then came toward John. “John, thank you.” John didn’t say a word but simply pointed
to the thing wrapped in red cloth next to him. Isabelle glanced at it. Naturally knowing what was inside, she nodded.
“I will take care of this in a moment.” There was no trace of sadness in her tone and demeanor. Standing up, he
asked her, “How is your father?” At the mention of her father, Isabelle sighed. “Not very well. He is used to living a
pampered life, so now that his life is suddenly turned upside down, he isn’t taking it well at all.” Physical
maladaptation was just a factor. In the end, the most important thing was still the psychological changes. Old Mr.
Bailey’s will was completely gone now, so his entire being had probably aged overnight. Isabelle didn’t dare to leave
the ward for too long. Now that Old Mr. Bailey was not in a good mental condition, he would get angry even if she
went out for a moment to buy food. John nodded.
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“Go back in. I should leave too.” Isabelle nodded but stood still without moving. John glanced at her, then turned
around and left. It didn’t take long for him to get home from the hospital. Sophia had gotten up and was walking
around with the baby downstairs. John stopped at the door of the living room, and Sophia turned around. “You’re
back.” “Don’t come here,” John said. “I just came back from the hospital, and there is a lot of bacteria on my body.
You better stay away from me.” Matilda came out from the kitchen and laughed. “Hurry up and take a shower.”
After John went upstairs, Matilda suppressed her voice and said, “It’s probably not the hospital.” Sophia also knew
that John should have gone to the funeral home. Perhaps he thought that the place was inauspicious or that he had
touched something unlucky. Although John was not a superstitious person, it was better to be safe than sorry now
that he had a child. John returned to the bedroom and went into the bathroom. When the hot water rushed down
toward his body, he thought of Elder Mr. Bailey’s body that he had just seen. Elder Mr. Bailey was thin and small and
looked completely different. Perhaps it was due to being in the freezer for too long. His face had turned blue, his
skin was sunken, and his teeth protruded from his mouth.
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