Chapter 663

At his agreement, Hailey’s face lit up with joy.

“Really? Noah, you are so sweet!”

Excited, Hailey hurried out to start planning the ceremony. She was eager to have her status as Noah’s wife acknowledged at home too!

Noah massaged his temples, feeling as if he had forgotten something important. A wedding ceremony? Why did he feel like he had already had one here?

Two days later, at Jazmah Airport, Sadie clutched a box, looking exhausted. She stepped out from the VIP passage, her slender figure cloaked in a black coat, appearing even more delicate.

“Ms. Hudson,” Samuel hurried to her side and said, “Everything is prepared at the Wall Manor.”

Sadie nodded and gently caressed the box in her arms.

“Noah, we are back.”

As she settled into the car, it slowly pulled away from the airport. Sadie stared out the window, her eyes vacant and forlorn. The cityscape rolled by, unchanged from when she left. But the person she had loved deeply was gone.

As the car pulled into Wall Manor, Sadie noticed that the funeral preparations were complete. White roses contributed to the solemn atmosphere.

Isabel’s eyes filled with tears when she saw the urn Sadie was carrying. “Noah…”

Gently, Sadie patted her back. Although Sadie’s eyes burned, she fought the tears. Now was not the time for crying. There was still much to do.

Isabel took Sadie’s hand and led her into the living room, where Noah’s portrait was prominently displayed. In the photo, Noah’s eyes were kind, and his smile slight. He was truly gone.noveldrama

Isabel wept for a while before she began to settle down.

She grasped Sadie’s hand and sat beside her. “Sadie, you’ve been through so much these past days. You must be exhausted.” Her voice was raspy with deep concern.

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Sadie shook her head. “Isabel, I’m fine.”

“Poor girl…” Isabel understood that Sadie was maintaining a strong front, yet her grief was likely more profound than anyone could know. “If you need to cry, just let it out,” Isabel said, her expression filled with worry. “Don’t hold it back.”

Sadie shook her head again. “I can’t cry yet. The Wall Group and Averi still need me. I can’t fall apart.”

Tears filled Isabel’s eyes as she squeezed Sadie’s hand. “You’re such a strong child.”

Sadie looked down, remaining silent.

The funeral was ready. She stayed beside the urn, never leaving. She didn’t eat, drink, or speak. She just stood vigil quietly.

Isabel, worried for Sadie’s health, kept urging her to rest. But Sadie refused, shaking her head.

She was exhausted. Yet she didn’t dare to rest. She feared that resting would make her crumble completely.

Eventually, the mental and physical strain overwhelmed Sadie. She became dizzy and fell to the floor. As she lost consciousness, it seemed she saw Noah. He was still smiling gently, reaching out to her.

“Sadie, come to me,” he said.

Slowly, Sadie closed her eyes, a faint smile of relief on her face. Perhaps this was for the best.

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