Chapter 295: A Little Over A Day (1/2)

One day later,

A car came to a stop before a marble archway which had the words 'CEMETERY' carved in the grayish white colored stone. Before the driver could step out and walk around the car to open the backseat door, it opened from the inside, and a man who was dressed in a crisp black suit, stepped out.

Adam let his eyes roam around the surroundings as he observed the bodyguards who were already in their positions, ready to take out any kind of danger which may be a threat to the couple's safety.

Though after Taylor's death, Adam doubted that there would be someone who might try to harm Stella or their babies as the news about his return was already spreading like a wildfire, he still didn't wanna risk their safety.

After making sure that everyone was in their positions, he walked around the car and opened the door for his lady as he helped her in getting out.

Stella was dressed in a pair of plain black trousers which was paired with a baggy matching shirt which covered her slightly protruding belly. A pair of black, reflecting shades rested on the bridge of her nose as a back hat rested on top of her head like a crown, protecting her face from the bright rays of sun.

With her right arm tucked securely within Adam's bended elbow, she let him guide her through the cemented pathway. Adam was more than reluctant in bringing her along, but she was adamant about accompanying him to the funeral.

She wanted to be there, not because she was blaming herself for the man's death, but for Carston. He had no one left behind, the least she could do for him was to be there for him at a time like this. That's the only way she could think of to repay him for his help. If it wasn't for him, Adam might have never found her.

On the other hand, Adam's worries were founded on her reaction from the previous day. She had been too quiet for his liking throughout the day. Though she was doing better now, he didn't wanna risk her going back to the star quiet state. He loved her nagging self too much for bearing her silence. He didn't want to bring her along, but the hen-pecked husband in him wouldn't let him go against the wishes of his wife.

”Just let me know when you want to leave, okay?” He tilted his head slightly towards her and muttered under his breath only to see her head bobbing up and down in response ever so slightly.

At her lack of interest in him and his words, Adam frowned a little but didn't say much and continued to walk ahead in the direction where he could see a small crowd gathered before a casket.

After arriving close to the casket, the duo paid their respects to the dead as Stella let her eyes roam over Taylor's pale face. No matter how hard she tried to mask her expressions, she couldn't stop herself from frowning as her eyes landed on the white bandage on the side of his head which still had a tinge of red in its center.

”Are you okay, my love?” Adam spoke next to her ear as he brought her closer to himself and hugged her from the side.