Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 430:

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Louis, lost in thought, quietly replied, “I don’t know. Or maybe… I never really knew her.”

He watched the flurry of activity at the table, his expression unreadable.

Memories of their three years together flashed before his eyes—how the house had been filled with small trinkets and art pieces that he had never taken the time to understand or appreciate. He’d always dismissed her interests, never bothering to learn more.

It was only now that Louis realized the signs had been there all along, right in front of him, hidden in plain sight. He had never noticed.

It was like… he had let something precious slip through his fingers without even realizing it.

The weight of that realization hit him hard, sinking deep into his chest. His breath caught, the air in the room feeling thick and suffocating. A sharp pain throbbed in his heart, and he almost couldn’t breathe.

As the minutes passed, the restoration efforts advanced significantly, yet new challenges arose at every turn.

it may compromise the

depths marring its surface. Some corners had become blurred, rendering it

looked conflicted as

is your gateway to

out a section of the painting that

area now lay flat and smooth, as though

and skill left everyone in awe, particularly given

completed the task, a crowd gathered around her, eager

this technique on your own, or did you learn

break down the specific steps

I’d love to

few extremely tricky pieces

unable to contain his frustration, raised his voice. “Did any of you hear

Allison’s gaze

precisely where the artist had inscribed