Another week went by, and Shea's funeral took place in a certain five-star hotel.
According to her dying wish, her family had only invited their closest family members and friends.
Hayden had hurried back three days ago and had been devastated that he had not had the chance to say goodbye to Shea.
The last time he had spoken to Shea had been during the New Year's celebration.
Shea had come up to him and had talked to him about his career, marriage, and family.
Hayden had not known that that was to be his last conversation with Shea.
Though he had seen Shea during Layla's wedding, he had been too preoccupied with entertaining the guests and had not been able to say much to Shea.
After the ceremony, Shea's body was to be sent for cremation.
Hayden pressed his hands against the coffin, refusing to let them take her away.
Avery tapped him on the shoulder and signaled for him to let go.
"Let her rest in peace, Hayden," Wesley said. "She said that she had already said her goodbyes to you all. I don't know what it was she said, but I'm sure she wants you to live a great life without feeling sad about her passing."
Meanwhile, Shelly was at a pharmacy buying medicine as her period was close to ten days late.
She had done some research on the internet and had seen many different theories.
Some said that it was normal for there to be a delay of up to a week, while others suggested seeking medical attention.
'Could I actually be pregnant? It shouldn't be this simple to get pregnant, right? We've only slept together once...' she thought nervously.
In the end, she entered the pharmacy again and asked while blushing, "Do you have pregnancy tests?"
"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend?" The staff smiled and handed her a pregnancy test. "But you are sexually active, right?"
Shelly kept her head bowed in silence.
"Have you taken any precautions? If so, the chances that you are pregnant are slim." The staff decided not to tease her any further.
Shelly shook her head.
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