Chapter 1185 - 1191: Dog Bites Dog (6)
In Bishui Villa,
Huo Yuan sat in a room in Huifang Garden, his expression desolate. He held a Fighting Colored Chicken Cup in his hand, the tea inside gone cold, but he seemed not to notice. He merely leaned against the back of the chair, his gaze forlorn as he looked at every item in the room.
On the embroidered couch carved with flowers, she had once slept. When she left, her body’s subtle fragrance still lingered on that couch. It wasn’t strong, yet it was intoxicating. Now, the delicate scent had faded, but the heart-stirring feeling remained.
He stood up, touched the Suzhou-style brocade quilt and sheets, sighed, and sat down on the embroidered couch.
Not far from the embroidered couch, against the east wall, was a dressing table she had used. She had drawn her eyebrows there, arranged her makeup there. Beside that copper mirror lay a horn comb with a few strands of her long black hair still tangled in it; he had untangled and put them into a purse, the very Koi and Lotus Embroidery Purse she had given him. The purse she had embroidered herself was always on his person, never leaving him...
She had also used the blue and white porcelain teapot on the round table, and the embroidered stool nearby; she had once occupied it, still positioned at the distance she had set. He couldn’t bring himself to tuck the embroidered stool back under the table and kept it just as it was when she was there. He forbade anyone from cleaning the room or allowed anyone to enter. If the room got dirty, he would take a cloth and clean it himself!
Gradually, cleaning this room every day had become his daily routine and one of the few pleasures in his life.
Since her grand wedding, he hadn’t seen her again. All news of her came from elsewhere.
It seemed as if he were moving further away from her, but in truth, he had never left, quietly watching over her all this time!
During this period, he had run the Huo Family’s business as usual, inspecting the shops, negotiating with business partners, occasionally enjoying drinks and merriment with a few good friends. He always presented as composed and elegant, with no one perceiving any change from before.
Only he knew he was changing, losing interest in everything — money, connections, even the Ci Yue Gang he had worked so hard to build up. None of these could captivate him anymore.