Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 A Letter Home

Cassian nodded slightly.

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“That’s a good thing. Aunt has always wanted a daughter. She thinks daughters are more caring.”

“Exactly.” Then Elowen remembered the final part of the letter. Her voice became lighter.

“Aunt also told me she bought a house for me in Rivenshire. It’s a three-courtyard residence, beautifully arranged with elegant gardens. And it’s right next to her own home. She said whenever I feel like spending some time in Rivenshire, I can stay there.”

Cassian listened patiently until she finished. After a moment of silence, something occurred to him.

“So,” he said slowly, “after all the things Aunt wrote in that letter… she didn’t mention me even once?”

Elowen froze.

She quickly replayed the contents of the letter in her mind.

It seems… he might be right.

For a moment she wondered if she had simply forgotten something. She pulled the letter from her pocket and handed it to him.

“Why don’t you check yourself? Maybe I remembered wrong.”

Cassian took the pages and read through them from beginning to end.

Very good. His name truly wasn’t there.

The letter even began simply with “For Ella”. As for Cassian, there wasn’t a single word about

him.

Elowen noticed the slightly complicated expression on his face. She scooted closer, wrapped her arms around his, and rubbed her cheek affectionately against his shoulder.

Her voice turned soft and coaxing.

“Oh, come on. You belong to me, which means Aunt belongs to me too. If she dotes on me,

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that means she cares about you as well.”

She nudged him playfully.

“Don’t dwell on it. Finish your breakfast before the oatmeal gets cold.”

Cassian hadn’t been upset to begin with. He only found the situation rather amusing.

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Now, seeing her soft and affectionate attempts to comfort him, his mood improved even further. He reached out and gently touched her cheek.

After breakfast, Elowen went straight into the study and began writing a reply to her aunt.

She wrote about everything.

From the everyday matters at Duskmoor Manor before the Christmas, to Daphne’s attempt to cause trouble during the palace banquet on Christmas Eve and the punishment she received afterward.

And finally, her pregnancy. One event after another filled the pages.

Before she knew it, she had already written three full sheets. By the end she realized she was running out of space, so her handwriting grew smaller and more crowded.

When she finally signed her name, the signature barely squeezed into the tiny corner at the edge of the paper.

At last, she sealed the letter, ready to send it.

As she stood up from the desk, her gaze accidentally drifted toward a small hidden compartment in the bookshelf.

Inside lay the new story she had finished writing. She had already chosen both the title and her pen name. Everything was prepared.

The only thing missing was a bookshop willing to copy and sell it.

Elowen thought about it.

It was still the holiday season. Most of the bookshops in Vanelle were probably closed for the holiday.

Better to wait until the celebrations ended before worrying about it.

She handed the letter to Anson. “Make sure this is sent out as quickly as possible.”

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Anson acknowledged the order and left. Elowen was just about to head to Cassian’s study.

When she had work to keep her busy, it wasn’t so noticeable. But the moment she finished everything and had nothing left to do, she always found herself thinking about Cassian.

Wanting to be near him. She found the feeling strange. But she liked it.

Just as she lifted her head, Cassian stepped into the study. The pale winter sunlight rested on his shoulders, outlining his tall, elegant figure.

He carried a tray in his hands. On it sat a jade-glazed bowl, faint white steam curling up from the rim.

Elowen’s expression brightened immediately, her voice turning sweet.

“What brings you here?”

Cassian walked over and placed the tray gently on the desk.

“I brewed your tonic,” he said. “I thought you might be finishing your letter around now, so I brought it to you.”

Elowen’s eyes curved with delight.

“Cassian, you’re so thoughtful.”

Cassian’s lips lifted into a clear smile. He picked up the bowl and carefully turned it toward her.

“I know you hate the taste of the tonic. Like always, I brought some candied plums for you.”

Elowen beamed.

“You’re the best. You think of everything for me.”

The smile on Cassian’s face widened even further.

“…I feel like a loyal hound.”

A cool, slightly helpless voice suddenly drifted from the doorway.

Elowen turned at the sound and finally noticed someone leaning against the doorframe.

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