One Day My Sister Died (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 199

Side Story 5. Roxenhardt’s Spring (4)

2024.04.16.

The time when golden twilight grazes the ground.

The hand signing documents without pause, seated upright, moved with grace—but urgency seeped through.

Eyes, usually lowered, occasionally glanced at the desk clock. As evening drew near, his heart grew restless.

In the mansion without Yuan, Clade had never waited for mealtime.

During the more than ten years of confinement, food was merely something forced down to survive, to sustain the bare minimum of bodily function. After Yuan left, he filled the hollow ache inside with resentment, throwing himself obsessively into reshaping his domain.

Food was enough as long as it kept him alive—even then, only if the butler or Lancelot pleaded enough would he reluctantly chew and swallow a dry sandwich.

But now, things were different.

It couldn’t be explained by the cliché that food tastes better when shared.

He marveled at the process: ingredients from orchards and wheat fields he himself had approved, prepared by hands he himself had hired, entering Yuan’s mouth and nourishing her body.

Watching her cheeks—once pale as freshly bloomed lilies—regain color like ripening apples, plumping with life, made him feel he might finally understand the life of a farmer, something he’d never experienced before.

Cheeks that looked as if biting into them would release sweet, tangy juice; the faint scent of fresh grass rising from her smooth, white nape; and beneath that, softness…

A period was placed beneath handwriting growing increasingly impatient.

He clenched his hand—tinged with irritation and urgency—and swallowed a short groan.

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