Chapter 20

When Stanley was helped out of the crematorium by his bodyguards, Clarissa was being held inside a car. Seeing him, she pounded on the window frantically. "Stanley! Stanley!" His eyes instantly turned terrifying. He walked toward the car, each step sharp and deliberate. The moment the car door opened, Clarissa jumped out. "Stanley! Listen to me! I did it for you! "She's dead! She's already dead! You can't keep going like this…" "Why?" Stanley's voice was frighteningly calm. Tears streamed down Clarissa's face. "Because I love you! I can't stand watching you talk to a dead woman every day! I can't stand the fact that your heart belongs to her alone!" She screamed hysterically, "What's so special about her? She's dead, and yet still owns your heart!" Stanley's eyes gradually turned hollow. He slowly raised his hand and gently placed it on Clarissa's chest. His voice was as soft as a feather. "This is her heart." Clarissa froze instantly. "I won't kill you." He withdrew his hand