"Renee, listen to me." Cordelia held onto the last glimmer of hope. "The past is already in the past. If you keep digging into it, you'll only become more miserable. And if Toph sees you suffering, do you think he'll feel any better?"

"Aunt Cordelia..."

"I'll arrange the best psychologist for you." Cordelia gently stroked Renee's hair. "You're just unwell, and I believe you will get better."

Renee remained silent, the darkness in her eyes deepening.

The butler lightly knocked on the door and walked over to hand Le Fari to Cordelia.

Renee stiffened. When Toph tried to put the ring on her earlier, she pushed him away. She realized she had acted impulsively. This time, she decided to take the initiative and get the ring back.

"Aunt Cordelia, this..."

"There's no rush." Cordelia put up a hand with a gentle but firm gesture. She signaled to the butler, who immediately brought a jewelry box over.

After Cordelia placed the ring inside, the butler locked the box.

"Toph mentioned that the ring was too big for you." Cordelia chuckled. "I'll have the craftsman adjust it to fit you properly. We can't have people saying that the Hamertons don't even have a properly fitting ring."

"Aunt Cordelia, it's really not a big deal!" Renee hurriedly protested, "I can take care of the resizing myself..."

"Let me handle it." Cordelia looked at her as though she could see through her very soul. "Renee, I'll keep the ring safe for the time being. After all, it's an heirloom of the Hamertons. If it gets lost again, none of us will be able to bear the responsibility."

"No, it won't happen again! Absolutely not!"

smile. "Your marriage to Toph is postponed anyway. There's no rush to wait a little longer. Once the ring is resized and you're all

bit her lip without

and I can't keep the guests waiting for too long." Cordelia looked at Renee. "Accompany me to the

agreed, linking her arm with Cordelia's and slowly walking out

glanced at the box in the butler's hand. It felt like a thorn had lodged

date uncertain and now the ring gone, her

looked at Cordelia resentfully. The knot in her heart seemed to

a couple of rounds and stop. He would then sit alone on the couch, looking at

his headphones, retrieved two cans of beer from the fridge, and patted Toph on the shoulder. "Having

Toph grinned

acting strange for days... What

finally replied to my

showed his phone

the messages, he

messages. When she did reply, it would often be after he had sent several texts in a row. Her responses were usually quite vague, often just

lift whenever she did reply. If she

returned the phone, his tone serious. "Do you think

being treated unfairly. "From your chat history, it seems like every time you send a bunch of messages and are about

looked at Chris

I think she's not as simple as we think." Chris took a sip of his beer. "Back in the military, we learned about psychological warfare. I think she's pretty adept at it. Keeping you hanging but not completely ignoring you, always giving you a glimmer of hope and stringing you

him a sideways glance. "Renee

a bit more mature? Have you not analyzed the

gaze and

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