novelraw Chapter 347: Staying Overnight at the Manor
Chapter 347: Staying Overnight at the Manor
Jasper originally wanted Louis Hayes to find a place where people could be settled, but Peach Bell refused to leave the estate. She clung desperately to his leg and coyly said, "I’m not leaving, Mr. Sinclair said you’d be my only family in the world from now on. I want to always be with you and marry you to be your wife."
At the door of the study.
A pair of bare ankles emerged from the hem of a white silk gown. With a clatter, something fell onto the marble floor.
The door was ajar, and the last bit of Peach Bell’s words fell clearly into Nora Northwood’s ears, word for word.
Suddenly, the entire estate became eerily quiet.
Jasper stepped out with wide strides, the air still carried the scent of Magnolia Bell.
He chased into the second-floor living room, where the reflections of them both were cast evenly on the glass windows.
After intercepting her, Jasper spoke urgently, "Nora, the little girl doesn’t understand. She was talking nonsense. You must listen to my explanation first."
At this moment, Nora had already removed her heavy wedding dress, wearing only a nightgown, yet her beautiful figure was still apparent.
Her hair was yet to be dried, with beads of water dripped from the ends onto her neckline, sliding down to her collarbone.
Perhaps she had just left the bathroom, her cheeks revealing a humid blush.
She said, "Explain what?"
Nora’s voice was ethereal, as if it traveled through a thousand years to reach afar.
The man opposite her moved his lips but hadn’t fully made a sound, when he was cut off again, "Explain how you turned me into a joke of the city, or how my long-awaited wedding became someone else’s nuptial garment?"
Jasper’s back stiffened.
However, it lasted only for a brief moment, then he adjusted his expression, focusing his gaze on Nora’s collarbone below her shoulder strap, unhurriedly saying, "Today’s incident was an accident, and I will investigate it as soon as possible and give you a reasonable explanation."
Indisputably, Jasper was never a person who wore his emotions on his sleeve.
At this moment, his calmness turned into another meaning in Nora’s eyes.
"What kind of matter can stir even a ripple in your feelings?"
The ending note fell gently, and the sounds of footsteps rose once more.
As Nora left, her arched brows had furrowed, forming a ’川’ between them.
"Bang—"
The door to the master bedroom closed as all her strength drained away. She leaned against the door, slowly sliding down, her face buried between her knees, her gaze gradually sinking into silence.
"Sob..."
Nora’s shoulders trembled, her buried face occasionally emitted sobbing sounds, unsure if it was disappointment or disheartenment.
After ten o’clock, the staff in the estate returned to their rooms, resting to replenish energy for the next day’s work.
Jasper, still standing at the original spot, had his perfect expression finally collapse at this moment.
He racked his brains, unable to determine which step went wrong. A meticulously planned anniversary celebration ended thus abruptly.
Peach Bell neither appeared early nor late, but it was precisely at the most critical moment in his life she lifted the red veil of his beloved.
Considering this, he felt troubled about finding an appropriate place for Peach Bell.
Outside.
The rain poured down from the heavens.
The weather forecast did not warn of rain today; this rain came too suddenly, as if it aimed to upend the entire world.
Jasper stood in place, his head lowered.
The manor’s butler appeared, with temples already touched by the wash of time, "Young Master, there is a tidy guest room on the third floor where someone can stay. This location is somewhat distant from the master bedroom and will not affect you and the lady."