Chapter 9
They were all clamoring to remove Jasper from his CEO position.
The situation got bigger and bigger, with the entire board of directors swarming to the Colthorne family mansion.
When they broke into the basement, they were all terrified by Jasper’s deranged appearance.
Unshaven and disheveled, he knelt in front of the crystal coffin, constantly kissing the lid while muttering to himself.
“Summer, is hubby keeping you company every day making you happy? Have another baby for hubby, okay?”
The basement was dimly lit, with flickering candles that made the directors‘ skin crawl.
After kowtowing, Jasper suddenly flew into a rage.
He hurled the bowl of long–cold bird’s nest soup at everyone’s feet, crying in a bone–chilling way: “Don’t be scared, Summer. They’re bothering you, aren’t they? I’ll make them leave right now.”
He threw himself protectively in front of the crystal coffin, roaring at everyone: “Get out! Get out! GET OUT!”
Everyone was terrified by his insane behavior and fled as fast as they could.
Seeing everyone finally gone, he wrapped his arms tightly around the crystal coffin: “Summer, your hands are so cold! Don’t be scared, the bad people are gone. Let hubby warm your hands-”
The business world buzzed with rumors that the most promising son of the Colthorne family had gone mad.
He spent all day holding a crystal coffin in the basement, crying and laughing.
The board forcibly removed him from his position.
The Colthorne family brought doctors to treat him by force, but once he came to his senses, he’d go crazy again looking for that crystal coffin.
He even hurt Old Master Colthorne in the process.
The Colthorne family completely gave up on him, leaving him and his coffin to fend for themselves.
A year later in the depths of winter, a servant found Jasper dead beside the crystal coffin.
He was emaciated beyond recognition, but wore a neatly pressed wedding suit.
He clutched the faded urn tightly in his arms, with a white wedding veil thoughtfully placed on top of it.
He was frozen in a kissing position, lips pressed to the box in his arms.
People tried to separate him from the urn, but couldn’t manage it.
The doctor said he died of organ failure.
But only I knew he’d actually been slowly consumed by bone–deep regret.
When sorting through his belongings, people found two lines carved on the crystal coffin:
“Unable to share a bed in life, we must share a grave in death!”
During his lifetime he’d thoroughly enraged Old Master Colthorne, so the old man ultimately didn’t fulfill this madman’s dying wish.
They violently broke his arms and finally freed my urn from his embrace.
Old Master Colthorne, remembering that my dad had been his driver for a lifetime, buried me next to my father.
- Dovongol
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chapter 9
I was grateful to Old Master Colthurne, I was finally free,
Jasper was buried by the Colthorne family in a prime feng shui location they selected.
From then on, we were separated by vast ilistances, never to meet again.
