Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
In Rosalyn’s memory, from the moment she met Stella, she had been helping her, whether it was curing her illness or standing up for her in times of danger. Stella was always at the forefront. How could such a good person like Stella be gone…
She couldn’t accept it. Kneeling in front of Stella, she tightly embraced her stiff body, thinking that if she held onto her, Stella wouldn’t leave…
She held on tightly, not letting anyone get close, trying to warm up Stella’s cold body with her own body heat, like what Eva did. But everyone knew that Stella had already died, she couldn’t come back to life. Rosalyn was just doing her best, trying to save her one last time…
Eva, sitting next to her, also kneeled and cried until her eyes were swollen.
She remembered when she chased after Stella with a bank card, determined to pay back the money to her. Stella had promised to leave a lot of money for Eva, and she actually left her life savings to Eva. It was foolish, but kind…
They didn’t expect that such a kind person would end her own life. She was only in her thirties, the age of blooming flowers, yet she left in despair.
For Eva, this scene was the second time she had experienced the pain of losing a close friend. The first time was Rosalyn, and now the second time was Stella. Eva’s pain was no less than Rosalyn’s, but she didn’t know what to do. She could only kneel beside Stella, covering her lips and silently shedding tears…
Among the people in the birdcage room, Andrey cried the most heart-wrenchingly. Stella was his only family. He didn’t understand why Stella would follow Erin. Did she feel guilty for killing Erin, or did she really love Erin so much that she was willing to abandon her family and friends to leave with her…
Andrey didn’t quite understand this passionate love, he only knew that Stella was very foolish and pitiful. Her once bright life was ruined by his mother. Stella’s tragedy was all because of his mother… Andrey stared at Stella’s pale face, tightly clenched his fists, and swore in his heart: Stella, don’t worry, I will definitely make that old witch pay. I will avenge you…
Andrew looked at Stella’s stiff face and said in his heart, Stella, rest in peace. If there is a next life, may you find the love you deserve and live a happy life without having to sacrifice for anyone…
Everyone said their goodbyes to Stella but hesitated to move her body. They were waiting for someone to arrive. Only when that person arrived could they cremate her.
Even though everyone now knew that Stella didn’t love Henry, Henry had given everything for Stella.
When Henry received the news, he was still unwrapping the bandage on his wrist and applying medicine. When he heard that Stella had passed away, his eyes turned red almost instantly.
He couldn’t believe it, but he immediately boarded the private plane arranged by Andrew and hurriedly rushed to Panama, stumbling and falling along the way.
Almost crawling, he entered the birdcage room and froze when he saw Stella in Rosalyn’s arms. He couldn’t believe that the person in front of him, who had no color in her face, was the same Stella who had been helping him change his bandages just a month ago.
She had been laughing and talking with him during the bandage changes. Even when he asked her if she would have dinner with him once he got better, she had smiled and agreed. At that time, Henry thought he still had a chance, that he could take it slow. Who would have thought that in such a short time, she would…
It was only at this moment that Henry realized that Stella loved Erin to this extent. If he had known that she loved Erin so much, he would never have come to the island and taken Stella away. Then Stella and Erin would have had a chance to reconcile, it was him….
It was because he thought Stella didn’t love Erin that he impulsively came to Panama and took Stella away, causing Erin’s death and indirectly causing Stella’s death…
Henry couldn’t bear it. He knelt on the ground, unable to approach Stella, just staring at her with his bloodshot eyes…
“I’m sorry, Stella. It’s all my fault…”
He shouldn’t have come to the island, shouldn’t have disturbed her and Erin. If it weren’t for him, Erin wouldn’t have died, Stella wouldn’t have died….
Henry blamed himself for everything, overwhelmed with guilt and remorse. It made him feel icy cold all over, even his blood.
His frail and weak body trembled uncontrollably, as if struck by thunder, the pain spreading from within, permeating every inch of him. Even the tips of his fingers throbbed with an unbearable ache.
His body was too weak to stand, so he had to crawl on his palms to reach Stella. He was almost afraid to touch her, but couldn’t help but raise his hand and gently brush her face…
The icy coldness he felt confirmed what Henry, a doctor himself, quickly realized: Stella was truly gone, the woman he loved most was gone…
Henry’s face turned paler by the second, and tears poured down like raindrops on a window, uncontrollable and endless…
Not wanting anyone to see his despair, he kept his head lowered and silently, without a word, took Stella from Rosalyn’s hands. As he cradled her in his arms, his fingers tightened slowly, as if holding a priceless treasure, using every ounce of strength.
With his cheek pressed against Stella’s lifeless face, he softly caressed it twice, reluctantly pulling away as if afraid to apply too much pressure…
When he lowered his gaze, tears fell onto her face, right into Stella’s empty eye sockets. The glistening tear drops remained motionless, seemingly melding with her skin, as if to say, Henry, don’t cry…
But Henry couldn’t help but cry uncontrollably, the pain in his heart causing his tear ducts to flow freely…
After confirming that Henry, the man silently shedding tears, was indeed Stella’s lawyer, someone approached him and handed him a handwritten letter…
“This was written by Stella herself, asking me to personally deliver it to you.”
Henry lifted his tear-filled eyes and glanced at the envelope. Slowly, he extended his hand and touched the smooth surface of the paper with his fingertips, feeling as if he had touched a heavy mountain that took his breath away…
He held the letter in his hand without immediately opening it, holding it tightly along with his emotions, as if it were his last chance, refusing to let go….
But he couldn’t hold on any longer. The body needed to be taken away, and the police had given Andrew enough face by not moving the body without proper procedures. However, any further delay would be against the rules.
Normally, as a doctor, Henry should remain calm, but this time he was even more crazed than Rosalyn and Eva. He refused to let go of Stella, holding on tightly.
As a group of police officers desperately tried to drag him away, he remained unmoving like a statue, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, lifeless, silently watching the person in his arms…
In the end, it was Andrew who approached, kneeling in front of Henry and patting his shoulder, saying, “Stella is going to find Erin. Don’t let her wait too long.”
It was this sentence that made Henry let go. It was a cruel sentence, enough to make him collapse, but it was also the truth. Stella had to wait for her ashes to be scattered into the sea, drifting along with the waves, to coincidentally meet Erin, who was also drifting. Everyone understood this symbolic meaning.
Stella had been sent for cremation, but Henry didn’t go. He sat there, leaning against the spot, and opened the envelope in his hand. As he read the first few words, tears streamed down his face once again… “Henry, I want to apologize to you countless times.
I promised to marry you, but I didn’t fulfill that promise.
I also promised to send Erin to jail, but I failed to do that too.
It seems that since I met you, I haven’t followed through with anything I said or promised.
I feel so sorry that being with me only brought you temporary happiness, without any real rewards. I truly apologize.
I also admit that I’m a failure. I said I hated Erin, but it seems that after he died, my hatred disappeared, leaving me empty inside, only wanting to find him…
Even though I know he’s dead and I can never find him again, I still want to find him in my own way.
I know the person I hurt the most is you, Henry. But I don’t want to deceive you anymore, and I don’t want to deceive myself either. So, I can only apologize countless times. However, when I promised to marry you, I was sincere. Except… except for falling in love with you…
If nothing unexpected happened, I would have already married you. But life is unpredictable, full of unexpected events…
I hope you can forget about me and meet your true love on your next journey, while I am destined to fade away in this world. Please don’t miss me.
Stella.”
After reading it, Henry pressed the letter against his chest. Tears quickly soaked the back of his hand, his eyes red…
“Stella, from the moment I saw you at that lecture, my heart was already captivated. You said not to miss you, but how can I possibly do that?
And, Stella, you said that after Erin died, your heart became empty and you only wanted to find him. But have you ever considered that I only wanted to find you…
But now, Stella, you couldn’t respond to Henry’s words anymore. She had been sent to the crematorium, and the moment the button was pressed, it meant that the once vibrant, generous Stella had left forever and would never return to this world…
When Stella was pushed into the incinerator, Rosalyn couldn’t bear to look. She turned her head and nestled into Andrew’ arms, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.