Chapter 48:
T/N: The chapter is not with a name. I think it’s still a side story, but I’ll leave it as the author put it.
“We need to put up Christmas decorations.”
With Mary’s nagging in his ears, Liam Moore blinked. Christmas? That was more than two weeks away. He wasn’t sure what expression he had on his face, but Miss Mary’s frown deepened as she raised her finger.
“Mr. Moore, if you keep living so stiffly and austerely, you’ll never, ever! get to hold a woman’s hand in your life!”
“Is that so, Miss Mary?”
His compliant response only emboldened Mary further. For the first month, she couldn’t even look him in the eye. Now, it seemed she had learned to boldly make demands.
“Clean up those beakers! Empty their contents! Even a witch wouldn’t live like this. Look at Hansel and Gretel’s candy house! Always keeping the windows closed and brewing suspicious concoctions is giving Miss Jane headaches! Are you really a detective?”
It’s medicine, he wanted to argue but held back, nodding his head instead.
“…I’ll reflect on that.”