Chapter 16°
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Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the brainless afterlife literature I’d read online could become a reality.”
In the dead of night, Harris found himself at a garbage dump.
A billionaire CEO, dressed like a beggar, rummaged through the piles of trash alongside his subordinates.\
He said he was looking for two rings.”
Three–carat diamonds, with our names etched beside them.”
From the description, it was our wedding rings.”
During one of our arguments, we had tossed them into the pond by the front door, and somehow, he had retrieved them and stashed them away.”
“Mr. Clark, I found them!“”
The worker, as if clutching at a lifeline, presented the rings to Harris.”
Harris took them in his trembling hands.
I gritted my teeth and blew a breath.”
He lost his grip, and the rings rolled into the sewer.”
“No!”
He went berserk, clawing at the sewer grate as if his life depended on it.
I was speechless.”
I was dead, so why was he putting on this show of affection?
News of Harris’s wild escapade at the junkyard spread like wildfire.
Undeterred by the media frenzy, he clutched the ring tightly in his hand and drifted off to sleep.
In twelve hours, I would be gone from this world forever.”
The following day, at precisely nine o’clock, as the funeral home was just opening its doors, Harris strode in.
With long, purposeful strides, he approached the manager, who was unlocking the front door.”
“Tell her I forgive her,” he declared.<
“What?” The manager was utterly bewildered.
His professional demeanor, however, prevented him from gawking at Harris like a fool, and he instead put on a polite.
smile.
“Who are you referring to?”
“Helena Madison!” Harris growled and roughly grabbed the manager by the collar.
Perhaps due to the notoriety of Harris’s bone–scattering incident, the manager had a firm grasp on the name.”
“Ms. Madison… she was cremated on the 29th of last month. I already handed you her ashes.“}
“Impossible! She’s not dead!“}
Harris’s eyes blazed with fury, demanding that the funeral home give him back.
I watched from the sidelines, a chuckle escaping my lips.
In a few short hours, my very soul would be extinguished, yet he was still insisting that the funeral home return me to
him.”
This farce ended with the intervention of security personnel.
Harris resumed his aimless wandering, eventually finding his way back home.”
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