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

Emelie curiously approached him.

she could finish, the lights in

strange noise, like someone

was now holding a dagger. None of them

noise came from the dining table. Emelie glanced

emitting from the streetlights, she saw a figure grabbing one of the plates. Then, the figure picked up a fork

was stunned and asked

to eat the spaghetti as if

investigate when Wesley pulled her close. He was

snatched the knife

For the first

gloom

had already reached the dining table. She gripped

gulped down more spaghetti before catching the blade with the fork. Then,

holding the plate,

arrogance and elbowed

coughed, nearly spitting

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