When Love Comes Late
Chapter 978

Just a moment before the traffic lights changed…

Matthew gazed at Stella and murmured, “Life is unpredictable; thus, we must look ahead.

We’ll seek justice for Farris.

”

Stella stayed silent, touching the photo, seemingly transported back in time.

She rested against Matthew, replaceing solace in his gentle embrace.

Soon, exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she drifted into sleep.

Matthew carefully laid her down, tucked her in, and sat by her side.

Holding her hand, he gazed at her peaceful face, silently vowing, “You’ll be okay.

When you get better, we’ll replace your mother.

”

The day they laid Farris to rest was just as gloomy and rainy as the day he had that fatal car crash.

Matthew, caught up with the final checks at Fairwa, couldn’t be there with Stella for the funeral.

At eight in the morning, the ceremony started.

Stella, clad in a somber black outfit, stood under a black umbrella next to Aileen.

She was unfamiliar with funeral customs, and Farris’ adoptive parents, though aware of his demise, seemed too lost in their grief to focus on anything but their tears.

Matthew had taken care of all the funeral arrangements.

At the service, they displayed a large photo of Farris, taken when he graduated.

He looked so young and pure in it, his smile always gentle, always bringing comfort to those around him.

Since Farris grew up in an orphanage, most of the attendees were the doctors and nurses he worked with.

Aileen, unable to contain her sorrow, wept in Stella’s embrace.

Suddenly, she pulled away, collapsing in front of his headstone.

Tears streaming down her face, she wailed, “Farris, my son, how could you leave your father and me to live without you? It’s all my fault.

I never should have pushed you to reconnect with the Hughes family.

I’m so sorry.

I’ve made a terrible mistake.

I’m the worst…”

Stella bit her lip, fighting hard to keep her own tears at bay.

She still couldn’t accept that Farris was gone.

After the funeral, Farris’ father, looking worn and much older, was about to leave, holding Aileen.

He gave Stella a tired nod.

Stella, holding Aileen’s hand, said, “Aileen, take care of yourself, okay? Farris would want that.

And if you need anything, just tell me.