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.

still crouched by the

Emelie curiously approached him.

could

heard a strange noise,

he was now holding a dagger. None of them made a sound, their

a noise came from the

from the streetlights, she saw a figure grabbing one of the

stunned and asked directly,

ignored her, continuing to eat the spaghetti as if he

when Wesley pulled her close. He was afraid

the

said. For the first

and touched. The gloom that

table. She gripped the dagger and lunged forward to

gulped down more spaghetti before catching the blade

still holding the plate, he

his arrogance and elbowed

nearly spitting out his

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