Chapter 897
Indeed, upon entering, amidst the bustling estate full of people, no one paid any attention to her. She saw this, glanced indifferently at the noisy garden, and then headed towards the direction of Orchid Garden.
"Did you hear what time the engagement ceremony starts?"
"I think it’s at ten o’clock. After the ceremony, there’s lunch at the Empire Hotel at twelve."
"Oh, really? That’s great. I’m really looking forward to seeing the couple. I heard the bride is quite wonderful."
"You can go and see. The bride should be arriving soon. You can check by the Orchid Garden. The new room has already been set up, and she will come here first."
"Is that so..."
All the way, what she heard were conversations about the couple getting married today.
Even the new room has been set up?
Right in Orchid Garden?
Is it the room where she used to live with him?
Her heart, riddled with holes, was once again pierced through by that thorn. Her fingernails dug deeply into her palm. After calming herself for a while, she dragged her exhausted legs forward, step by step.
Sure enough, when she arrived at that familiar courtyard, it had completely transformed. The once tranquil, elegant, and spotless courtyard now looked entirely different.
The lush orchids were gone, replaced by various white roses airlifted from overseas, all newly decorated. The garden was also filled with white roses. The entrance to the small villa was adorned with colorful balloons, and on the windowsills, curtains, and various other places, were plastered numerous symbols of lovers being united. The entire courtyard appeared festive and noisy.
The atmosphere was really lively!
Following the crowd, she entered and saw by the long table filled with various pastries and fruits, the garden guests were eating and chatting. The garden’s servants were entertaining them.
So she lowered her head and went in, following those people straight into the villa.
It was still the original layout and the original house, but once she entered, what she saw was entirely different decor. The tranquility and elegance were gone, as well as the owner’s almost obsessive cleanliness.
The house before her was even more disordered than the garden outside. There were streamers everywhere, plastic flowers, balloons, and even the stairs leading upstairs. The stairs, where she used to hear that man insist on being meticulously cleaned, were now cluttered with some inexplicable things.
How much must a person love that woman to allow all his cleanliness to be ruined, to let his house become like this?
Ye Ning closed her eyes tightly, trying hard to control herself not to look at all this, and then, with her eyes closed, she went upstairs.
Once upstairs, she dared not look at the room they once shared. Her face was ashen, and she walked stiffly straight ahead until she reached her son’s room, and only then did she push the door open.
"Xiaobao..."
She didn’t know what her son would be doing at this moment, but she knew that he wouldn’t feel well in his heart. So, when she pushed open the door, not caring about the people outside, she called out specifically.
However, upon pushing the door open, she found that there was no one in the room. In the clean children’s room, it was silent, and not a soul was in sight.