Whispering Verse

"I have also heard the story of Mr. Oxenfurt's restoration of the family's glory. This gentleman is really amazing. A friend of mine from Delrayon also inherited the property of a declining family. Unfortunately, she was not so lucky. alright."

This is about Miss Gold. When Shade wrote a reply at the beginning of the year, he tentatively joked that "Mia will stay with me from now on." Now he is still waiting for that lady's reply.

The woman wearing a black and red dress had a weak smile on her face:

"It's going to be okay, everything is going to be okay."

She also felt that such a conversation was a bit awkward, so this time she brought up a new topic:

"If it's not winter when you come to visit, you can see the flower beds I planted in the courtyard. And in the garden behind the house, I hired a gardener to help me take care of the flowers, and they bloom well every spring. "

So Shade chatted with the lady about this manor, and Shade also learned from this that Mrs. Oxenfurt rarely accompanied Mr. Oxenfurt because of her poor health. Enter the city.

There are not many people in the entire Oxenfurt family now, and only a couple and some servants have lived here. Although Mrs. Oxenfurt did not say it directly, Shade could also feel that the male master seemed to come back rarely, and there were always four or five days a week in the city to spend the night.

Especially in today's winter, the dock outside the manor cannot be used, and some private business cannot be carried out, so Mr. Oxenfurt comes back even less often. Shade was lucky today. He came directly without making an appointment to visit in advance. Generally speaking, he would not meet Mr. Oxenfurt.

Of course, this melancholy woman had no intention of complaining about her husband. In fact, her emotions seemed a bit weak. When talking about these things, she showed very little sadness. When Shade talked about what she had seen and heard in various parts of the Old Continent, she only showed a smile that was not very obvious.

Shade couldn't tell whether this was the virtue of a housewife, or whether the woman in front of him really lacked some emotion.

Of course, Shade didn't take advantage of other people's husbands not being at home to inquire about too private things. He could tell that the woman in front of him was a very traditional housewife type woman. None of the girls around him looked like Hella Oxenfurt, so he had no experience talking to such women.

Fortunately, this meaningless conversation finally ended after more than half an hour. Mr. Oxenfurt's return allowed this housewife to finally stop chatting with Shade, and the appearance of the manor's master when he returned was indeed a bit unusual.

He didn't come back in a carriage, but on horseback like Shade. He was not the only one who came back, there were five or six men on horseback following him.

To be more precise, they seemed to be racing a horse. When a group of people entered the manor, Shade keenly heard the sound of horse hooves. After getting up and walking towards the window at Mrs. Oxenfurt's signal, she saw a group of men waving riding whips and rushing into the manor laughing in the snow.

This appearance does not look like that of a successful businessman.

"He's always like that."

The pale black-haired woman stood up and prepared to go downstairs to greet her husband:

"Thank you again for the ring, Mr. Watson."

"It's nothing. I won't mention this to anyone."

He knows what women care about.

Haila Oxenfurt nodded, turned her head slightly to look at the closed door, then turned back to look at Shade, stretched out her finger, as if writing in the air, and then turned and left.

"Well what did she write?"

But Shade did not have the ability to identify "air letters".

["Don't be friends with my husband, he is not a good person. Don't come to this manor again.\