Chapter 242 Funeral Preparations

Verian was startled awake as she slept. She was drenched in sweat when she woke up. She dreamed about Heaton struggling under the seafloor and constantly calling out to her. She wanted to save him but felt like her body was being held in place by a spell, unable to move even an inch. Little Jelly Bean was sleeping soundly beside her. Verian stared at Little Jelly Bean’s adorable face. She covered her face and took a deep breath. She felt extremely helpless. If Heaton was actually… How would she tell Little Jelly Bean about it? She could not do something this cruel. She could not bring herself to say it. The moonlight from outside made everything feel cold and depressing. Verian got up and took one of Heaton’s coats, draping it over her shoulder while she stood by the window and stared out at the moonlight. It was as if the coat still had Heaton’s warmth and scent lingering on it. She grabbed onto it and gave it a huge sniff as her tears finally rolled out of her eyes. “Heaton