My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 819

Yana nodded and smiled. “They’re three years old this year…”

“You haven’t eaten yet, right? Come, have some food!” Yana supported Felicity and led her to the dining table.

Felicity looked at the dishes on the table, sighing. “The village looks

to be doing quite well. Everyone is living in nice houses.”

Yana handed disposable cutlery and tableware to Felicity, explaining,” Things only improved for us in recent years, all thanks to Jaxon!”

As she ate, Felicity listened to Yana’s introduction to Jaxon. About five years ago, an old priest came to Pear Blossom Village with the critically ill Jaxon. The villagers took them to the community health/ center but could not save the old priest’s life.

Jaxon woke up after seven days and nights of unconsciousness. However, he had lost all his memories. He only knew his name was Jaxon. Upon learning of his master’s passing, Jaxon was overcome with grief and meditated in front of his master’s grave for six months.

During that time, the villagers took turns bringing him food. One day, Jaxon suddenly shone with a dazzling golden light, leading the villagers to momentarily believe that he had achieved Enlightenment. However, Jaxon explained that he was just practicing martial arts.

Fortunately, after that day, Jaxon finally emerged from the sorrow of his master’s passing. In recent years, he helped Pear Blossom Village build roads, engage in agriculture, and cultivate delicious vegetables and fruits.

What was even more miraculous was that Jaxon was also skilled in

grafting and was able to produce large and sweet pears.

Village was renowned for its pears, and well-cultivated pears could fetch high prices. Merchants eagerly reserved the

prices continued to

year.

had been able to upgrade their

listen to Jaxon recite Mythism scriptures. Over time, Pear Blossom Village underwent significant changes in its reputation. The villagers

Such good men were not easy to come by. Unfortunately, he was a priest who refrained

must be a young lady from those big

“How did

of aristocratic aura. You’re definitely not an ordinary person from

time. As bedtime approached, Yana took out some medical supplies to

wounds.

of habit, she reached for her phone on the bedside table, only to remember that it was in the

package beside her pillow

confirmed that the scepter was still there.

a knock on the door, and shortly after, Yana’s voice called

time to get

and sat up. She was surprised

at her

wound. Although not very