Chapter 184

At Greenwood mansion

"Matriarch, all the things are packed. We can depart at any time now," A maid informs Elizabeth, who is standing in front of the window enjoying the sunset.

The sky is bright with colors red and orange, and a small amount of warm sunlight adorned Elizabeth's pale white skin.

The red knee-length short gown with a full sleeve dress almost makes Elizabeth look like a well-refined and dignified young lady.

Her shoulders straight, Spain straight, hands resting on the window surface. Her eyes are directed at the sun, but they look unfocused, as if Elizabeth is not looking at the sun but lost in her thoughts.

It's like a peaceful scenery that no one wants to break.

The door cracks open as another attendant enters the room with a letter in her hand.

"Matriarch, There is a letter addressed to you. It says it's from your husband," The maid says lightly.

The word husband brings the lost Elizabeth back to the world. Her hands tightly gripped into tight fists. How long has it