Chapter 219: My Wife.
Hours later.
Lydia strolled through the hallways of her transformed home, her heart swelling with pride and satisfaction. When she had come to this place, it had been a dark and eerie relic, filled with the ghosts of a bygone era. Now, through her vision and tireless efforts, it had become a beacon of warmth and comfort, a true noble home that exuded elegance and grace. Her timeless style.
As she walked, her eyes took in the meticulous details of each room, starting with the dining room. Once a cold, imposing space, it now radiated a welcoming charm.
The heavy drapes had been replaced with light, airy curtains that allowed the sunlight to flood in, casting a golden glow over the polished oak table.
The walls, still dark but would soon be adorned with tasteful artwork and family portraits, lending a personal touch to the room.
The crystal chandelier above the table sparkled brilliantly, a testament to countless hours spent polishing every facet.
Lydia could already envision lively dinner parties with friends and family, laughter echoing through the room. If only it could happen soon.
Next, she made her way to the powder room. This small but essential space had been transformed into a jewel box of luxury.
The dark, musty interior had given way to pastel curtained walls, a marble vanity, and a gilt mirror that reflected the soft light from the delicate sconces.