Chapter 1578

Camilla was utterly shocked. Seeing Olivia on the floor, motionless, she finally stopped her attempt to restrain her. The funeral home staff, who had been watching the distressing scene, stood quietly, their eyes fixed on Olivia sitting desolate on the floor. Could it be that Olivia couldn't accept the burial robe and the bitter irony of it all? The truth was, it wasn't just the attire—it was Jacob's death itself that she couldn't bear to accept. Her actions were a way to vent her inability to accept his death. Those present understood her anguish all too well. No one dared to approach; instead, they stood by, watching her in silence. Olivia held the piece of cloth in her hand, staring at it for a while before her hand fell limply to her side. As her hand dropped, she braced herself against the floor, the piece of fabric crumpled beneath her palms. Her head hung low between her arms. After a long, silent pause, one of the staff cast a questioning glance at Camilla, silently