The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1374

Jean rarely returned here after coming of age.

However, every corner of the room still bore the traces of his growth.

The air was filled with his presence.

Neera stood in the center of the room, surveying it. The cold indifference in her gaze gradually gave way to tenderness.

Since the Beauvort family had two large study rooms, this room did not contain a desk or bookshelf. Instead, it featured a minimalist cabinet that perfectly matched the overall style of the room, reflecting Jean's taste.

She walked over and discovered a photo album. Curiously, she picked it up and started flipping through it.

According to her knowledge, Jean wasn't fond of taking pictures.

The album would mostly contain photos of him with family and friends before he came of age.

As she expected, the photos showed him with the Beauvort family and some with his friends.

In his younger years, his features weren't as sharp, and his eyes didn't yet carry the keenness and savvy that comes with years of experience in the business world.

His clear and handsome face, coupled with a tall and straight figure, along with his reserved and indifferent expression, resembled that of a cool senior.

Neera looked through the album with a faint smile. Her delicate eyebrows relaxed, and a hint of laughter lingered in her eyes.

The autumn wind rustled through the open windows, lifting the curtains and carrying a floral scent.

Closing the album, Neera took a deep breath of the fragrant floral air, lay down on the bed, and felt a calmness settle within her.

She didn't know when she fell asleep. These days, she had been constantly monitoring Frederic's health, exhausting both her body and mind. Now, as the tension eased, she felt significantly more relaxed.

However, there was one thing that did surprise her.

She thought being alone with Wrenn would make her uncomfortable.

Surprisingly, she was able to sleep peacefully.

As she descended the stairs, she heard a commotion coming from the dining room and headed straight toward it.

“Neera, you're awake.” Wrenn placed a soup bowl on the table and greeted her warmly. “Hurry and wash up. Taste the soup I made and see if it suits your taste.”

Neera looked at the steaming soup, inhaling the delicious aroma. She softly grunted in acknowledgment.

After she washed her hands and came out, Wrenn had already set the table.

“Come, sit down.” She had already seated herself, waiting for Neera.

Neera nodded and took a seat across from her.

Compared to Wrenn's enthusiasm, Neera appeared distant. The atmosphere became a bit awkward for a moment.

However, Wrenn didn't mind. At this moment, she was content and in a good mood.

During the meal, she actively served Neera, almost piling the latter's bowl into a small mountain.

After a brief hesitation, Neera said, “Don't mind me. You should eat too.”

Wrenn paused for a moment, then awkwardly withdrew her hand.

However, she was pleased to see Neera eat everything she had served.

After finishing the meal, Neera wiped her mouth and asked, “Where's the thermos container? I'll pack the food.”

Before eating, Wrenn specifically set aside some food, keeping it warm in the pot.

Upon hearing this, Wrenn quickly stood up. “No need, I'll handle it. You should go and rest.”

“No need, I'll do it.” Neera insisted.

After a moment of hesitation, Wrenn led her into the kitchen.

Watching her back, Wrenn felt inexplicably nervous.

When Neera had everything ready, the two emerged from the kitchen.

“It's getting late. Let's go to the hospital,” Neera suggested.

Wrenn nodded nervously. “Yes, we should.”

She saw Neera about to turn around and head to the foyer to put on her shoes. Swallowing nervously, she suddenly called out, “Neera, wait a moment.”

Neera turned around. “What's wrong? Is there something else?”

Wrenn nervously rubbed her hands together. “Actually... Actually, there's something I want to give you. Can you sit down and wait for me to get it upstairs?”

After a brief silence, Neera turned around and sat down next to the couch.

Encouraged, Wrenn went upstairs. Soon, she came back down.

Sitting on the armchair to the left of Neera, she lowered her head and looked at the box in her hands. Taking a deep breath, she handed the box to Neera.

“This is a gift for you.”

Neera's lips twitched slightly. Her face was devoid of expression as she accepted it.

The box was exquisite, carved with intricate patterns. It gave off a woody fragrance, indicating high-quality craftsmanship.

She lifted the lid, only to find an emerald pendant resting peacefully inside.

The pendant was more delicate than the box itself, with excellent color and a lustrous sheen. Clearly, it was valuable.

“This is the phoenix pendant of the dragon and phoenix pendant set.” Neera recognized it, her calm face showing a hint of surprise.

Wrenn smiled and nodded. “Yes, this dragon and phoenix pendant set is a family heirloom of the Beauvort family. The dragon pendant is with Frederic, and he will pass it on to Jean. As for this phoenix pendant, it should naturally be passed on to Jean's wife, which is you.”

Upon hearing this, Neera pursed her lips, momentarily at a loss for words.

Wrenn observed her expression and smiled with a hint of uneasiness and helplessness.

“You don't have to feel pressured or uncomfortable. Actually, this emerald pendant should have been given to you a long time ago, when you and Jean got married. It's just that...”