Chapter 4
Even though the deceased wasn’t my blood relative, she was still a human being who deserved respect.
No one should be humiliated like this after death!
I stared Richard down, my voice shaking with barely contained rage:
“You can actually… smile about this?”
Richard looked completely unbothered, practically chuckling:
“Come on, it’s a celebration of life. Does everyone have to stand around bawling their eyes out to show respect for the dead?”
“Your mom loved parties when she was alive. I’m just honoring her wishes.”
“A celebration of life?”
I stepped closer, my voice rising:
“This is a memorial service! A place to honor someone’s memory! You’ve turned it into a complete shitshow and destroyed her portrait so badly you can’t even tell who she was… and you call this respect?!”
My voice kept getting louder, almost shouting:
“You’re not honoring the dead–you’re desecrating her memory!”
Lily looked stunned for a second, then quickly put on her bratty pout:
“God, why are you being so uptight? She’s dead! Why does everything have to be so depressing?”
Seeing Richard’s completely indifferent attitude, I suddenly started laughing.
“You know what? If you don’t give a damn, why should I?”
“Let’s do your celebration of life thing.”
Richard looked slightly confused, his brow furrowing like he couldn’t pick up on the ice in my voice.
He just thought I was agreeing with him and smiled:
“Emma, you should’ve been this reasonable from the start.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you from now on.”
When Lily saw I’d stopped fighting back, she cheered and called in a bunch of random people she’d found somewhere.
They were practically ready to throw a rave at the funeral.
I sat down and watched them track his mother’s ashes under their shoes, my expression completely blank.
The funeral director walked in right on schedule, clutching his program, and just froze.
“What are you waiting for?”
Richard waved him forward casually:
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“Let’s get this started.”
The poor guy had no choice but to stumble through it:
“Ladies and gentlemen… today we gather to hold a… uh… celebration of life ceremony for the deceased.”
A few people in the crowd snickered.
“I’ve been to bachelor parties, but this is my first funeral party!”
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“If the dead lady knew what they were doing to her funeral, she’d probably roll over in her grave!”
“Can’t even rest in peace. She must’ve really pissed people off!”
Lily grinned smugly, deliberately trying to get under my skin:
“See? Even the funeral director called it a celebration of life!”
“You were screaming like a banshee earlier – so embarrassing! This is how they do it overseas!”
Also Richard shot me a condescending look.
“Some people are just stuck in the past. The woman’s dead – what’s the point of everyone standing around looking miserable?”
“We went to all this trouble to give her mom such a creative send–off, and she’s still ungrateful!”
I stayed completely calm and spoke slowly:
“My mom definitely wouldn’t want this kind of ‘creative‘ funeral. As for whether your mom would like it… well, that’s not for me to say.”
Richard’s eyes suddenly went dark.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
I just smiled and didn’t answer.
He snorted:
“You think running your mouth is gonna bring your mom back from the dead?”
“Pathetic!”
Lily immediately clung to Richard’s arm.
“Dr. Richard, just ignore her. She’s just jealous of what we have!”
Just then, the funeral director’s voice shifted to the next part of the service.
“Now, we invite friends and family of the deceased to come forward and pay their respects.”
As soon as he said it, the main doors slowly opened.
A middle–aged couple walked in.
Richard’s face went completely white.
I stood up to greet them.
“Mom, Dad, you made it.”
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“The funeral setup was Richard’s idea. He said his mother would’ve loved it this way.”
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