Chapter 730 An Uninvited Guest

Emelie replied, "Yes, most of the original furnishings have been preserved. Some were too damaged due to bad workmanship and can't be restored, so I had replicas made to match the old style."

Wesley's voice deepened slightly. "That wasn't necessary. Things change, and that's okay. Holding onto the past can be painful."

Emelie disagreed, thinking that he was cold and heartless.

As she cooked, she said, "I see it differently. I never knew my parents, be it their temper, personality, or appearance. I can only learn about them from other people.

"Even so, what I hear is only a fraction of who they were. No matter how much they praised my parents, I couldn't relate."

"But this house holds echoes of their lives. Sometimes, when I touch a worn spot on the wall or a chipped piece of furniture, I feel a connection to them. That's why preserving these things is important to me."

Wesley stood in his spot and listened quietly, then simply replied, "Hmm."

He was unusually quiet tonight.

He walked to the window, lost in thought, then crouched down.

The spaghetti was almost ready. Emelie served two plates and placed them on the dining table to cool.

crouched by the

Emelie curiously approached him.

looking at so..." Before she could finish, the

a strange noise, like someone jumping over something.

crouched, but he was now holding a dagger.

a noise came from the dining table. Emelie glanced

saw a figure grabbing one of the plates. Then, the figure picked up a fork

stunned and asked directly, "Who

to eat the spaghetti as if he were

go investigate when Wesley pulled her

Emelie snatched the knife

first time

touched. The gloom that had enveloped him

reached the dining table. She gripped the dagger and lunged forward to

catching the blade with the

to block her attack. With one hand still holding

arrogance and elbowed him hard in

nearly

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