Chapter 22. Dressed Up for the Funeral

Sushmita’s POV

I got up and took a bath. I did my make up and put on a nice black chub dress paired with a black headband and black high heels.

I was heading on the stairs when I suddenly heard Rodney continuously yelling and complaining about something, so I immediately went downstairs to know what was happening.

“You bunch of imbeciles! What did I say about this?! Who ordered you all to change the curtains huh?! Are you even thinking straight?! Do you realize what you have done?! Look at that! It’s too many lights! Do you have a fucking death wish? huh?!” Rodney complained to the households as he was wearing sunglasses because the sun is shining directly to our house and it’s the most beautiful thing ever.

“I did,” I said as I walked towards him and held his hand.

“I’m sorry, please don’t get mad at them. I’m the one who ordered them to do that. I thought that you’ll be surprised, and glad that I redecorate the house but it’s alright, we will just gon