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“Really?” Shane narrowed his gaze in skepticism.
Jackson nodded. “Yes. If you don't believe me, you can call my dad for verification.”
“There's no such need as I believe you. Besides, you wouldn't dare lie to me, as you know the consequences of
doing so,” Shane commented as he crossed his legs.
To be honest, it's time to deal with Jacqueline's body after all, and I have been perplexed about what to do with it.
There's no way I could bury her beside Mr. and Mrs. Graham. They would probably roll in their graves if I did that.
However, if I bury her in a public cemetery, I would be showing her mercy that she doesn't deserve. Coincidentally,
Jackson's proposal for him to bury her would solve this problem of mine.
“Fine, you can have her body,” Natalie agreed with a nod.
As his face lit up, Shane put down his coffee at once. “Thank you, Shane.”
“Don't thank me, I just want you to take her off my hands,” Shane replied indifferently.
Jackson didn't care if Shane's words were sincere. He asked, “In that case, is her body still at the morgue of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStanford Hospital?”
“Mmm-hmm.” Shane nodded.
Jackson got to his feet. “All right then. I'll head over and make the arrangements.”
With that, he strode out of the door.
Furrowing his brows, Shane gestured at Silas. “Send some men to go with him. Keep an eye on him and make sure
he doesn't cause any trouble.”
“Mr. Thompson, are you concerned that Dr. Baker is faking his current state of mind? And that he is still mired in
sorrow and prone to do something foolish?” Silas asked.
When Shane answered with silence, Silas straightened his back.
“I understand. I'll get someone to accompany him.”
“Go on then.” Shane nodded.
Silas, too, strode out of the room.
However, Shane remained and continued to sip his coffee. It wasn't until he was done with it that he got up and left
the room.
He wasn't sure if Jackson's behavior was just a charade.
If Jackson was really lying to him, he would disavow the former as a friend.
Someone who's just blinded by love at the expense of everyone else isn't deserving of my concern.
After leaving Thompson Group, Jackson drove toward Stanford Hospital.
Having received Shane's instructions ahead of time, someone from Stanford Hospital met Jackson upon his arrival
and guided him to the morgue.
When Jackson saw Jacqueline's body again, a terrifying sight greeted him. It looked entirely ashen after being
frozen for a few days.
However, Jackson wasn't unnerved by it, for he had seen plenty of corpses as a doctor. In fact, the ones he saw
were a lot more gruesome than that. As a result, he didn't feel a sliver of fear at all.
Even if he wasn't a doctor, he wouldn't be afraid of Jacqueline's body, as she was, after all, the woman he loved.
“Dr. Baker.” A doctor from Stanford Hospital came up to Jackson's side. After glancing at Jacqueline, he turned his
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmattention toward Jackson. “Where should we transfer the body”
“The crematorium,” Jackson replied abruptly as he laid the white sheet back over Jacqueline's face.
The doctor heaved a sigh of relief, as his concern that Jackson would bring the body back home was real. “Do you
need me to arrange for transport?”
He had received Shane's instructions to stop Jackson from bringing the body back home or anywhere else other
than the crematorium.
Luckily, Dr. Baker's judgment hasn't been clouded by his emotions. Or else, I would have trouble completing my
task.
“No, I have made my own arrangements on my way here. They will be arriving anytime now,” Jackson replied as he
glanced at his watch.
Nodding, the doctor had no further questions.
Just as Jackson had mentioned, the hearse arrived shortly after that.
After signing his name to acknowledge taking custody of the body, Jackson followed the hearse back to the
crematorium.
Upon arrival, Jacqueline wasn't sent into the furnace right away. Instead, she was placed in a makeup room where
the mortuary cosmetologist did her makeup and prepared the body to look presentable.