Mr. Cooper held Yvonne's hand and spoke with her for a long time.
Sensing his time was short, after talking with Yvonne and Bennett, he called his wife to his side.
Yvonne knew that Mr. and Mrs. Cooper's final moments together were precious, so she and Bennett considerately stepped out of the room.
Mr. Cooper passed away peacefully, holding his wife's hand.
The doctor came in, announced the time of death, and offered the family his condolences.
The sound of the Coopers' weeping filled the room. Yvonne leaned against Bennett's chest, shedding silent tears of her own.
Mr. Cooper had not left a will; all his assets went to his wife to ensure her comfort in her later years.
His two children had established their own careers abroad and had no intention of fighting over the inheritance.
After Mr. Cooper's passing, his children arranged a well-organized funeral for him.
Mr. Cooper was a renowned figure in Istra, and many people came to pay their respects.
Monica, Emma, and other ladies and wealthy wives who had once worn dresses handmade by Mr. Cooper also attended the funeral to see the old man off on his final journey.
Yvonne kept her promise, preparing an assortment of pastries and placing them on the offering table before Mr. Cooper's portrait.
Bennett, who had come with Yvonne, comforted her after they paid their respects. "Mr. Cooper lived to be ninety, surrounded by children and grandchildren. He had a full life with no regrets."
"I know," Yvonne nodded.
Although Mr. Cooper had lived a long and fruitful life, his death still marked the end of a connection, a final goodbye.
Yvonne couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.


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