Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lanterns hung on the corridor of the teahouse at regular intervals. At the end of the corridor was an octagonal pavilion. Beside the pavilion was a pond where koi fish swam.
She entered the pavilion and saw a woman sitting in a corner. She was wearing a short-sleeved knitted shirt and a plain skirt that reached her ankles while her hair was tied up high.
âOh, itâs you!â Serenity was surprised.
This woman was the owner of the wooden book house in Camdell Resort.
Because she looked like a woman from Cador and had the grace and gentleness of a Jurvik woman, Serenity had a pretty good impression of her.
Stunned, Wendy Jones looked carefully at Serenity before suddenly remembering that this was the first customer of her bookstore. She stood up and smiled gently. âWhat a coincidence. My name is Wendy Jones. You can call me Mrs. Hoffman.â
âMy name is Serenity.â She smiled.
The two sat down on a long bench in the pavilion. Serenity asked, âAre you alone?â
Wendy smiled slightly, looking a little gentle. âIâm here to see an elder but he has a guest now, so 1 came here to wait.â
Serenity leaned against the railing and looked at the cool green water in the pool. âThe resort has already opened. Howâs the bookstore business?â
Wendy smiled faintly and gently said, â1 never cared about the status of my business. 1 just wanted some peace and quiet.â
âWhy do 1 feel like youâre living in seclusion?â Serenity joked.
Wendy turned to Serenity, looking at the latter with pitch-black eyes as calm as water. âIsnât that a good thing?â
Serenity stood up and leaned against the railing. Then, she casually walked around the pavilion and said, âItâs good, but it also sounds a little too lonely.â
Wendy continued to smile but did not say anything else. She looked into the distance with a sorrowful expression.
The two of them chatted for a while more before a waitress in a dress walked over. âMs. Serenity, President Jones is waiting for you in the front hall.â
Serenity nodded and smiled. She looked at Wendy and said, âMrs. Hoffman, it was nice chatting with you today. Iâll be leaving now. Goodbye.â
Although it was only their second meeting, Wendy still had a good impression of her. âGoodbye.â
When she arrived at the main hall of the teahouse, Gabriel was already sitting in the booth with his legs crossed. He had a cigarette between his fingers, but he did not light it up. He was just playing with it in his hand. When he saw her coming, he stood up and said, âLetâs go.â
The two of them left the teahouse and got into the car. Serenity did not beat around the bush and asked directly, âYou investigated me?â
Otherwise, how would he know that she knew how to make tea?
Gabrielâs expression did not change, but there was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. âDo you think I would keep an unidentified woman by my side?â
The two of them used to have that kind of relationship, so it was understandable for him to have investigated her.
Gabriel opened the car window and lit up a cigarette. He took a puff and placed his hand on the window with the cigarette. His eyes were dark. âMaster Hoffman is in a good mood today. Thank you.â
Serenity was overwhelmed by his gratitude. Even Caleb, who was sitting in the front seat, found it unbelievable.
âA verbal thank you is too insincere.â It wasnât that she was arrogant, but it was just so rare to hear a word of thanks from Gabrielâs mouth.
Gabriel turned to look at her, his cold lips curled up slightly in a devilish manner. âAlright, as you wish.â
Wendy Jones entered the private room and sat opposite Master Hoffman. He looked at her and asked, âAre you planning to hide from the Jones family forever?â
She pursed her lips and didnât say anything.
Master Hoffman picked up the tea beside him and sipped it carefully. âGabriel wants me to persuade you to go back.â
Wendy Jones lowered her eyes slightly which were already filled with sadness. âYou should know that 1 canât get over that hurdle in my heart.â
Master Hoffman sighed softly. âWendy, itâs been almost ten years. Let bygones be bygones. Donât be stubborn. The Jones family is your home after all. Find some time to go back.â
At the mention of the past, her body could not help but tremble slightly. Wendy remained silent for quite a while..