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.

but it may compromise the painting’s authenticity,” Roderick remarked, his brow furrowed in

bore the scars of rain damage, with stains of varying depths

conflicted as he glanced at

your gateway to

moment, Allison had just finished smoothing out a section of the

now lay flat and smooth,

awe, particularly given her use

a crowd gathered

did you come up with this technique on your own, or did you learn it somewhere?” one

break down the

whenever you’re free, I’d love to invite

too! I have a few extremely tricky pieces that I’ve struggled

his voice. “Did any of you hear what I

fell silent, and Allison’s gaze shifted to a corner

the artist had inscribed his