Ms. Bell brought over a tray and helped her apply some ointment on her wounds. Her touch was gentle yet skilled. She applied the ointment on her face softly, making it feel cool and comfortable.
Eliza looked at Ms. Bell, and suddenly thought of something, then she asked her, “Aunt Bell, are you the one who planted the flowers outside the house?”
Ms. Bell smiled kindly and said, “Mrs. Deleon, why would you think that I am the one who planted it?”
“Because I think you are a delicate woman. Only a delicate person like you can plant such flowers.”
Eliza was a clothes designer, she was very sensitive to color. The reason why that garden of flowers was so beautiful was because of its perfect unison of different hues. This was an important factor, and only a thoughtful and careful person could have that attention to detail.
“Mrs. Deleon, you are indeed a smart person. The flowers outside were planted specifically for you. I’m glad that you like them.”
The flowers were planted specifically for her? Or rather… it should have been for her sister, right? They must not be aware of the complicated relationship between her and Tanner. They must’ve blindly assumed that she was the person he liked…
Ms. Bell could sense that Eliza’s mood was a little low, and she quickly finished her work.
“Mrs. Deleon, are you tired? You should rest in your room first, dinner will be ready soon.”
"Okay."
Upon receiving Eliza’s response, Ms. Bell packed up her tray and left.
What was she thinking… Nothing here belonged to her. However… she really liked it. Even though this was a strange place, it gave her a feeling of home.
She was in a daze for a little while. After that, Eliza heard the sounds of a maid knocking on the door.
"Mrs. Deleon, dinner is ready."
"Okay."
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