As Sharon ran clumsily to the villa, Connor followed closely behind her.
Meanwhile, Shane stood up and turned toward Natalie. “It’s probably Jacqueline. Let’s head in.”
“Alright.” She nodded, taking his arm as they went inside together.
When they arrived in the living room, she saw an ivory grand piano in front of the French windows.
Sitting at the edge of the piano bench was a woman who was wearing a creamy-white silk dress. Currently, she had her fingers gliding over the piano keys gracefully with her eyes closed.
This was the first time Natalie seeing Jacqueline playing the piano. It was a beautiful sight to behold. There was absolutely no trace of jealousy and bitterness that Natalie would normally see on her face.
Although Jacqueline performed the musical piece beautifully, she could not help but despise it. The melody sounded angry, albeit sweet to the ears.
It seemed as though Connor had the same feeling as Natalie. Frowning, he stared at Jacqueline with a grim look.
Only starry-eyed Sharon heard no trace of it as she watched Jacqueline in admiration.
Jacqueline’s gorgeousness stirred her heart, and it inspired little Sharon to learn piano diligently in hope that she would become as pretty as Jacqueline in the future.
Soon, the melody ended, and Jacqueline retracted her hands from the piano and opened her eyes slowly.
Shane took the lead to applaud her, and Natalie and the kids followed suit.
Hearing the applause, she glanced over her shoulder and beamed at Shane. “You’re back, Shane.”
He gave a nod approvingly. “Well done.”
“It’s been ten years since I last practiced piano. My skill must have deteriorated over the years. My fingers hurt after just playing a piece.” Jacqueline let out a sigh.
“It’s okay. I believe you’ll pick up your skills in no time,” he motivated.
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