Chapter 56
Celeste sat quietly in her car, waiting for the wave of nausea to subside.
before finally heading back.
As she arrived home, she saw Kendric’s still parked in the garage. She walked past it, stopped, and couldn’t resist giving it a kick.
Back in the yard, the servants were still laying out the carpet.
In the garden, Kendric was seated on the swing she had occupied the
previous night.
From behind, all Celeste could see was his head bowed, his hands busy with
something. She quietly approached, craning her neck to see what he’s doing.
There was a cardboard box at his feet, filled with torn–up scraps of his own
portrait, and he was meticulously trying to put them back together.
Celeste was left momentarily speechless. Seriously?
“Aren’t you going to work today?”
She genuinely couldn’t wrap her head around it. In the past, all his time
was occupied by work stuff. Sometimes he had no time to even rest,. He would
come home to swap his suit just to rush off for another flight.
And now, he was home, casually playing the… jigsaw puzzle?
“No work today,” he replied, occasionally bending over to rummage
through a box for another scrap of portrait.
Politely but with a tinge of anticipation, she inquired, “is it because your
company has gone under?”
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Kendric wore a face of ‘I’m afraid I’m about to let you down.”
“No.”
Celeste didn’t press further on why he wasn’t working- asking more would
make her seem cared much about him.
Instead, she offered a well–meant suggestion, “you know, maybe you should give up on fitting them together. It’s more easy if you have someone draw a new
one for you.”
Kendric turned around, and with a mix of seriousness and a pretense of
disinterest, he asked, “then would you draw a new one for me?”
“Well, keep dreaming, boy.”
Before long, it was time for lunch..
Because Kendric was at home, today’s lunch was fancier than usual.
Celeste had endured a morning of Mrs. Jones‘ freaking etiquette lessons and
was now very hungry. She sat down to eat but was stopped by Madelyn, “we
should wait for Ken.”
The butler entered from outside, “Mr. Melville said he’s not gonna have the
lunch, and you needn’t wait for him.”
“Not having lunch? Why?”
Celeste lazily gazed out into the garden, where Kendric’s silhouette emerged from the lush greenery.
But what did all of this have to do with her?
“It simply means he’s not hungry,” Celeste shrugged.
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Madelyn chimed in, “Ken isn’t having lunch. As his fiancee, you’re not
worried about him?”
Celeste found it amusing, “is your son three years old? Does he need me to
feed him?”
Celeste stood up and pulled her chair away and cast a casual glance outside.
“If he’s hungry, he’ll come eat.”
She was in no mood to stay at the table with Madelyn. Celeste headed to the
kitchen to grab two slices of cake for lunch.
Kendric finally pieced together a complete portrait. He washed his hands.
and carefully placed the restored portrait in a bag. He handed it to Luke, “find a
suitable frame for it.”
Luke took the painting, and Kendric added, “wait, don’t rush with the
framing. Go over to Mr. Winters and see if he has a suitable frame for it.”
Mr. Winters was an antique collector with an assortment of vintage picture frames, some could even date back to the Renaissance.
Kendric cleaned his hands and entered the dining room. His gaze fell upon the empty seat. “Where’s Celeste?”
Madelyn smiled, “she’s not hungry. She had some cake and went upstairs. Come have lunch, Ken.”
Kendric turned his head and called the maid beside him, “get some food and take it up to upstairs.”
Madelyn’s smile froze on face, and she wanted to say something, but she
saw that Kendric was paying her no attention.
The maid Janney brought out a tray of food from the kitchen, “sir, should I
take it upstairs?”
“Wait.”
Janney stood in place, looking at him in confusion.
“I’ll bring it upstairs.”
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Celeste was sitting on the bedroom windowsill, munching on a piece of
bread. There were two knocks on the door, and Janney’s voice sounded, “Miss
Alinsky, it’s lunchtime. I bring some food for you.”
Celeste immediately jumped down from the windowsill. Indeed, Janney was the only one in this family who treated her well.
She bounced to the door and said with a sweet smile, “I know you are the best to me…”
The door opened and there revealed Kendric’s face.
The words “you are the best to me” actually put Kendric in a good mood. He put the displeasure all behind at Celeste refusing to draw for him. He walked
- in.
Janney followed behind him, “the meal is specially brought to you by Mr. Melville. Enjoy it.”
It was precisely because he brought it that Celeste had no appetite.
After her father left, Celeste moved back to her original bedroom. Her
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drawings, designed toys, and many posters decorated the room.
Celeste sighed at seeing him uninvitedly sit on her couch. But, after all he was here to bring her meal, it would be impolite to just kick him out.
She sat down, about to have her meal, and then she noticed the food was
enough for two. “You haven’t eaten, have you?”
Actually he hadn’t taken a single bite and hurried upstairs to bring her
food, but he didn’t want to admit it – he didn’t want to appear too eager.
“No, I’ve had lunch, just not enough.”
They silently dug into their meals.
After they finished eating, Celeste cleared the table and took the tray
downstairs. Kendric stayed upstairs, and Celeste had no clue what he was doing
in her room.
After chatting with Janney in the kitchen for a while, she headed back
upstairs.
As soon as she entered her room, she found Kendric sprawled out on her
bed. He even had a button on his shirt undone. His hands were folded across his
chest.
Celeste took a seat beside, stretched out her leg, and gave a kick on his
sturdy caff.
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