Pained Reginald

She grew up in the countryside of Yorkshire with her grandparents, and her favorite pastime was exploring the wild daisies, dandelions, irises, and sunflowers near their cottage.

She had no affection for these exotic imported roses because they seemed too high-maintenance to enjoy.

Buying so many was purely malicious.

As they neared the entrance to the Treasures of Yesteryear antique shop, Arabella suddenly stopped and said, "You don't need to accompany me any further."

Reginald furrowed his brow slightly. "Afraid your colleagues will see us together?"

"We're destined to divorce anyway, aren't we?" Her voice trembled ever so slightly, her heart quivering.

The edge of this painful ordeal felt like being peeled by a dull knife.

Reginald fell silent for a moment, halting his steps, wordlessly watching her retreating figure, his gaze as deep as a calm water surface.

At the entrance to Treasures of Yesteryear, Arabella encountered the store manager, Cosmo Harrington.

He chuckled. "Such bea