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Gwendolyn held onto Zayden and asked, “Where do you want to go? Would you like to take a stroll in the yard, or would you prefer to rest in the bedroom?”

Zayden was going to say he wanted to stroll around the yard, but given that his vision was fine now, Gwendolyn might see through his act.

“I don't think I can go out in my current state. I'll rest in your bedroom,” he decided.

Gwendolyn thought that would be best as well. “All right, then,” she replied.

After that, she helped him into the elevator, and they made their way up to the third floor. Her bedroom still looked the same as before as though it had deliberately been left untouched.

It was kind of Michael to let her return to such familiar surroundings.

The moment Zayden entered the room, he was immediately greeted by the faint and refreshing scent of tangerine. The room was done almost entirely in white, from the walls right down to the bedsheets, and adorned all over with lace.

This was Gwendolyn's bedroom from when she stayed at the Ashton residence back in the day. It was not hard to picture her as a warm and endearing person when she was younger.

Presently, Gwendolyn helped Zayden to the tangerine-colored couch, then glanced around the room. It had been a while since she last came in here.

Everything in this room reminded her of her past as the beloved young lady of the Ashton family.

Michael, her grandfather, had coddled her and given her only the best things in life. He was also the only person who had ever been genuine with her.

Michael showered her with unconditional love, her own father, Zachary, could never stand the sight of her and had constantly picked

darkened at the thought of

as she picked up the framed picture on the nightstand. She

white dress she wore in the picture only made her smile look all

of the drapes when the breeze picked up, but that was the

looked effortlessly elegant in a long, fitted red dress and with her dark hair cascading down to

flawless, and

this your old bedroom?” he asked, hoping to make small talk and break the unnerving silence in the

so worried that his emotions might get the better of him. He only initiated a conversation as a means

over to the bed, then

the bedsheets, which were of a color that she used

it belongs to another lifetime,” she said, her

Zayden wondered if she was

If it weren't for that despicable

a dark,

would have agreed to let me marry Gwen if she were still the Ashton family's heiress. It's all that wretched man's fault that she

Zayden and said, “Let's not talk about this

and eased him into bed to get some rest, she left the

girl squatting by the door, and Gwendolyn, upon coming out of

girl, Suzanne, got up and