Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 584

Rosemary’s movements finally came to a halt, and the actions of all the doctors in the room followed suit.

All the medical equipment indicated that the patient had completely lost vital signs. There was no hope left.

Rosemary glanced at the clock on the wall and solemnly announced, "Time of death, December 28, 7:23 p.m."

The doctors and nurses in the operating room all bowed their heads in silence, bidding the patient their final farewell in this manner.

Scenes from the past kept replaying in Rosemary’s mind.

"Rosemary, I heard you just moved back home. How are you settling in?"

"I heard you used to live in Summerfield too. It’s been ages since I last visited. Shall we go for a shopping spree sometime?"

"Let’s go to the Cave Diner!"

"Do you mind if I chat with you on WhatsApp?"

Crystal’s voice and laughter were still lingering in her mind.

Tears welled up in Rosemary’s eyes as she pulled the tubes out of the girl on the bed, covered her with a white sheet, and said in a hoarse voice, "Take her out."

The movements of all the doctors and nurses were silent, but the unseen sadness was overwhelming.

When the door opened, Celeste saw her daughter covered with a white sheet. She was hit with a wave of grief, tears streaming down her face.

Alger couldn’t believe his eyes until the gurney was pushed in front of him. He trembled as he slowly lifted the sheet.

The girl’s face was pale, lying peacefully on the gurney, motionless.

Alger’s hand trembled as he placed his finger under his daughter’s nose. There was no breath. He moved his hand to her neck. There was no pulse.

One moment she was talking to him, the next she was gone.

"Crystal!" Alger broke down, throwing himself onto the sheet, crying his heart out.

"How could you just leave us like this? How could you bear to abandon your parents? How is your mother going to live without you?" Celeste clung to her daughter’s body, crying uncontrollably.

Kenneth and Louisa were heartbroken. They couldn’t believe that such a lively, bright, and intelligent girl was suddenly gone. Their tears flowed uncontrollably.

Clark, standing to the side, had red-rimmed eyes. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

In his mind, he kept seeing Crystal’s brilliant smile and hearing her cheerful voice.

"Clark, what have you been up to lately?"

"I understand a girl’s mind better. Next time you guys go out, take me with you. I promise to make your sister happy."

"Your mom bought me lots of beautiful clothes. I’m so happy."

"Clark, did I say something wrong to upset you? I’m sorry."

Clark’s shoulders shook as he looked at the girl lying on the gurney. He remembered the cold morning when she came to see him with breakfast.

"I know Carol is in your heart, and I know you’ll never like anyone else in this lifetime. I’m just clinging to the hope that I could maybe change your mind. I do like you. I used the excuse of being ’bros’ to get close to you.

Now that you two are back together, I sincerely wish you happiness. Even though I can’t be your girlfriend, and I can’t get over you quickly, just knowing that she’s back and your smile will be even brighter than before—that alone satisfies me."

"Clark, as long as you’re happy, it doesn’t matter who you’re dating, even if it’s not me. Although, it does hurt a little."

Clark felt as if his world had come crashing down.

"This is the breakfast I made for you. If it receives your approval, then I feel their purpose has been served."

"These clothes and dresses were given to me by your aunt last night. Given my status, it’s not appropriate for me to return them in person. Could you please pass them on and thank her for her kindness?"

"I’ve recorded some of the likes and dislikes of your uncle and aunt in this notebook, along with some of their favorite hangout spots. I’ve arranged for VIP memberships for them, and I’ve noted down the passwords and security questions for these cards."

"Now that you have a girlfriend, unless it’s a group activity, I won’t show up in case there might be any misunderstandings. Take care of yourself and don’t forget to look after your girlfriend. I’m off now. Be happy!"

Clark slid down the wall, his hand over his eyes, his shoulders shaking violently. He was inconsolable.

"Baby girl, what am I supposed to do? The rest of my life is still so long, how am I supposed to live?" Celeste wept bitterly, her heart filled with indescribable pain. "How could you let me bury my own child? You promised me, said you’d take me to Oakridge City after you finished your work. How could you lie to me? Get up, get up, my girl."

"Open your eyes, and I’ll give you anything you want," Alger sobbed uncontrollably. "Crystal, my lovely girl, can you hear me? If you wake up, I’ll do anything you ask of me. Please, wake up. I’ve never begged you for anything before, just this once. Wake up and look at me, okay?"

"You can’t leave us like this," Celeste cried uncontrollably.

Seeing the couple in such a state, the nurse wheeling the gurney looked at Rosemary with a difficult expression.

Rosemary motioned for them to leave.

Celeste clung to the body of her daughter, her voice choked with emotion as she began to sing,

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are."

This was Crystal’s favorite song when she was little—the first song she learned on the piano.

As Celeste sang, she was reminded of her daughter’s lively and adorable figure. Tears streamed down her face as she continued, "Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky."

The girl on the bed was now motionless, her hands starting to turn cold.

Celeste touched her hand, feeling her fading warmth, and suddenly let out a gut-wrenching cry.

Her daughter was gone.

Her precious girl, whom she had raised, was suddenly gone.

Gone for real.

Really gone.

Celeste was devastated, unable to bear this enormous loss.

At that moment, Louisa’s phone vibrated incessantly.

She didn’t want to answer it, but the caller was relentless, calling repeatedly.

She was forced to swipe the screen, holding back her tears, only to hear the voice on the other end.

"Hello, is this Mrs. Collins? The CVO Fashion Medicinal Elixir that Crystal ordered for you has arrived in Summerfield. Are you home right now? Can we deliver it?" freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The CVO Fashion Medicinal Elixir was exclusive to the royal family.

Kenneth had worked himself too hard when he was young, and now suffered from aching shoulders and neck.

Sometimes, the pain kept him up at night.