The Blind Dragon Chapter 8

Rain's expression was calm, thoughtful.

I enthusiastically invited her to eat. She sat down with a cold face, saying nothing.

After a long silence, she suddenly asked, "What color dress do you think would look good on me?"

I was confused. "I've never seen you in a dress. What's gotten into you today?"

"Can't I want to wear one? Or do you think I'm too ugly to look good in a dress?"

She stood up and went back to her room without another word, staying there all night.

What... what was that about?

I thought about it all night and couldn't figure it out—until inspiration struck. Elena had been wearing a dress when she came today.

Rain had been acting strange lately.

When I woke up, she'd already prepared breakfast and was smiling as she watched me eat.

Previously, her stance had been: I'm just your employee, why should I make you breakfast?

How to put it—it was like she'd turned over a new leaf.

After thinking about it, I told her during a break, "Don't worry, I won't run out on our deal. I have that much integrity as a business partner."

She glared at me. "You'd better not. If you dare run, I'll hunt you to the ends of the earth."

That evening, in the bamboo grove beside the Divine Hall, my visitor arrived as planned.

A face remarkably similar to Elena's, but always wearing a warm, heartening smile.

Emma had been well protected by Sebastian, never concerning herself with the outside world, focusing only on domestic matters.

Looking into her clear eyes, for a moment I felt cruel for what I was about to shatter.

But then I thought—it's better to live awake than die in ignorance.

In my past life, Emma had already been gravely ill before I was killed, with little time left.

Thinking carefully, there must have been something suspicious about that too.

"Do you know, sister-in-law, that the person Elena loves is my brother?"