Female Novel
Chapter 959 You Have No Right To Be Here
Chapter 959 You Have No Right to Be Here
They didn't hold hands. Finnley also didn't prop his arm on Mya's shoulder. In the shower, they walked
towards the tombstone solemnly.
They sincerely came to say goodbye to Eloise.
In tears, Madeline watched them get closer, anger surging in her chest.
She failed to repress her anger, pointed at them, and roared, "Why are you here? Finnley Russell, who
do you think you are to be here? You refused to answer our calls. Shame on you!"
Furrowing his eyebrows, Finnley gazed at the tombstone intensely while walking determinedly.
Mya was next to him, her hair and shoulders were soaked in the rain.
Gazing at Finnley, she felt angry and upset. "We don't want to see you. Get out of my face!" She felt
extremely sorry for her daughter.
However, Finnley got closer. Staring at the tombstone intensely, he felt sorry for the girl in the portrait.
He had mixed feelings. Although he was sorry, he didn't regret not loving her.
He couldn't control it as love wasn't charity.
"Stop approaching!"
Madeline rushed to him like crazy, wishing to skin him alive.
Fortunately, Pierre stopped her and dragged her back. Holding her tightly, he said, "Calm down." He
didn't want her to lose control.
"Argh!" Madeline exclaimed in pain. "My daughter! My lovely girl! You are so unlucky, Eloise!"
Her sad weep echoed on the hill.
Pierre knew Eloise must wish Finnley could bid her farewell.
"Mr. and Mrs. Calder." Finnley and Mya stood in front of the Russell couple and bowed. "Sorry for your
loss."
Finnley didn't know what else he could say besides those words.
Nothing would make sense. After all, Eloise had passed away.
"How shameless you are to be here! You ungrateful bastard!" Madeline pointed at Finnley angrily,
although Pierre forcibly dragged her back. "Eloise called your name for a whole day before dying. Why
are you so heartless?"
"Will you die to see her for the last time? Why are you so cruel? You'll also have children in the future."
Sadness flashed in Finnley's eyes. He couldn't answer.
Gritting her teeth, Madeline squeezed words between her teeth, "If Eloise hadn't helped you, you
wouldn't have married Mya Saunders, the criminal's daughter. Your father would have never agreed."
Her harsh words made Mya's eyelashes tremble. Fierce pain stabbed into her chest.
"Marriage is planned by God." Finnley looked at her, repressing his emotions. He added determinedly,
"I don't want to argue with you, but please don't vent your anger on my family. You can do it on me."
On the way to the funeral, Finnley had predicted Madeline's reaction.
Although she cursed him, he didn't defend himself.
After all, Eloise passed away, and the Calders were the weak party.
However, Finnley would never allow others to hurt Mya.novelbin
Madeline's curse reminded Mya of Albert's complaints the other day. Thinking about divorcing Finnley,
she felt a sharp pang in her heart with mixed feelings.
Finnley and Mya put the lily bouquet in front of the tombstone with both hands.
They didn't hold umbrellas. Rain dripped from their hair. Both felt cold.
They bowed at the girl in the portrait, feeling sorry for her.
'Eloise, please rest in peace. You won't suffer in Heaven.'
The rain continued. Madeline still cried hoarsely while cursing Finnley without a stop.
"Argh!" Madeline exclaimed as Finnley never responded. Seething with rage, she broke free from
Pierre's hands and rushed towards Finnley.
"Pak!"