Scarlett Jennings looked at the newly arranged courtyard in front of her and paused for just a second before eting Dashiell’s gaze, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Without any further inquiries, she stepped forward and sat down at one side of the table.
Even though she didn’t think that, in Samuel Chalrs’ current state, such a dinner could rekindle much of his feelings for her, it was Dashiell’s heartfelt gesture, and she certainly wouldn’t waste it.
Seeing Scarlett sit down without hesitation, Dashiell would have thought she knew of his plans if he hadn’t seen her pause earlier.
However, watching her reaction, Dashiell knew he had done a great job.
Satisfied, looking at the female lead sitting down, Dashiell’s face was instantly filled with expectation as he turned his gaze toward Samuel Chalrs.
Samuel Chalrs: ...
He roughly knew why Dashiell had set this up.
In his mory, the butler at the Chalrs Family also liked to do this.
But Samuel Chalrs thought that such behavior was aningless.
He could accept her staying by his side, could accept her invitation to live next door, but anything more he deed unnecessary.
He wouldn’t revert to the Samuel Chalrs she once knew, so why give her false hope?
"Go ahead and eat, I’m heading back to my room."
As he spoke, he turned to leave. Dashiell, hearing this, imdiately beca anxious and was about to speak to stop him, but from the courtyard, Scarlett Jennings spoke first,
"It’s okay, I can eat by myself."
Her voice revealed little emotion; being rejected for dinner was certainly disappointing, but her disappointnt wasn’t directed at the Samuel Chalrs before her.
As for feeling sad, that wasn’t really the case.
However, she did add,
"Samuel Chalrs and I never really had much opportunity to dine together like this before."
Samuel Chalrs looked at Scarlett Jennings in the courtyard, his dark eyes deep, and after a while, he still turned and left.
Dashiell was even more anxious.
This guy was so cold now!
He had worked hard to set this up, yet this person didn’t cooperate at all!
He really left Scarlett there by herself!
Dashiell was a bit angry and wanted to go find Samuel Chalrs to reason with him, but then saw Scarlett suddenly wink at him.
She looked at him, then at the room, and then gave him a reassuring look.
Before Dashiell could react, the sound of footsteps that had moved far away suddenly returned.
Samuel Chalrs stood under the eaves, looking at Scarlett Jennings, who was still sitting alone in the courtyard, his brows slightly furrowed, not understanding what kind of emotion this was.
He really did intend to go back to his room.
Yet with each step, the scene of her sitting alone in the courtyard to eat replayed in his mind, along with her words, that she could do it alone.
Samuel Chalrs suspected that the Vein Soul’s emotions were interfering, but he... was indeed affected.
So he ca back.
Dashiell, seeing him return, brightened, turned to look at Scarlett Jennings, and saw her calmly wink at him. The young man was imdiately excited, and without staying there, he turned to walk inside.
After just two seconds, half of his head popped out from the window at the other end of the corridor.
The next second, Shellback drove the Black Mist out, revealing half of a turtle’s head from behind his head.
Then Liora Gold and Araminta Gold, who knows from where, perched neatly on Dashiell’s head, watching the scene in the courtyard.
After returning to his original form, Samuel Chalrs no longer needed to eat like a human every day.
But since he sat down, he also started eating with Scarlett Jennings.
The al was prepared in advance by Donovan Jennings’ chef for Scarlett Jennings, arranged by Dashiell. Not only was it beautifully plated, but the taste was superb.
To Dashiell and the others’ disappointnt, after Samuel Chalrs sat down, the two began to eat the al without a word to each other.
To call it a shared dinner, it really was just eating together.
Dashiell was nearly dying from impatience, knowing that Scarlett Jennings was mild-mannered and not good at taking the initiative, but the stage was set; she should at least say sothing.
And Samuel Chalrs!
Who taught you that a candlelit dinner is eaten like this?
Just as Dashiell was all heart and soul, hating that he could not rush out several tis, Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalrs finally stopped what they were doing, each picking up a glass of water from the table, took a sip, and then looked at each other.
Samuel Chalrs, seemingly hearing Dashiell’s prayers, finally spoke first,
"I know Simon told you about my situation, and you should rember, that as a Dragon Vein, I would fall into another deep sleep every now and then, and this period, even I cannot control, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years."
He said,
"Every ti I wake up after falling asleep, my mories of the past would fade, and as ti goes on, those mories in my mind would only be pure mories...
It’s like the earth will always rember all the events that happened on it, but won’t feel sadness or sorrow over them.
This situation, even if I beca the Samuel Chalrs you knew, cannot be avoided. So, do you still wish to persist?"
He didn’t say what she was persisting on, but they both understood.
Scarlett Jennings quietly listened to him finish, finally looked at him, and spoke, her tone unwavering,
"I don’t know what will happen in ten years or a hundred years later, I only care about the present. As for you saying mories will beco dull..."
She paused here, her voice softened, her gaze suddenly landing on him, and then abruptly shifted the topic, asking him,
"Samuel Chalrs, since our reunion, you’ve always dressed casually. Is it because you genuinely prefer this style?"
Samuel Chalrs didn’t know why she suddenly brought this up, but still instinctively responded,
"I dress like this because in the mories belonging to Samuel Chalrs I was always..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.
Just now, so mory in his mind suddenly lit up.
Because he never deliberately recalled it, he almost forgot.
When he was the head of the Chalrs Family, most of the ti, he was dressed in suits, ticulous.
It was because... her brother always resented him for being older than her.
So later, he gave up those identical, rigorous suits and began to make himself look more youthful.
So that when standing next to her, he appeared more... suitable.
After waking, he followed the forr habits of Samuel Chalrs and hadn’t noticed anything unusual about these habits.
But she noticed.
And she reminded him.
As long as mories remain, even if they fade and get covered in dust for a while, once the right opportunity cos along, those blurry mories can be awakened.
Just a gentle blow is enough to blow away the dust, revealing the original color underneath.
Samuel Chalrs looked at Scarlett Jennings in front of him, and the mory of her in a dress having dinner with him suddenly beca vivid in his mind.
Bright and subtle.
Scarlett Jennings seed to sense the change in his emotions, suddenly stood up, walked to his side, and gently bent over to lean her head closer to him.
With clear eyes, piercing through the layers of Golden Light, she finally saw clearly into his depths.
And she saw herself in his eyes.
"Samuel Chalrs, mory doesn’t lie. Since you possess our past mories, I consider you still the original you.
If you’re rely missing the emotions associated with those mories, then I’ll help you find them again."
She finished speaking, not waiting for Samuel Chalrs to react, and suddenly leaned forward, unexpectedly dropping a gentle kiss on his forehead.
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