Chapter 783

Gordon was wearing an apron and brought a bowl of pumpkin soup out from the kitchen. He noticed that Mayra was sitting on the couch and staring blankly at a commercial on the TV. Gordon set the soup down and took off his apron. He then walked over and sat beside her. "Are you feeling unwell?" he asked, pressing his palm gently to her forehead. Her temperature was normal. His warmth brought Mayra out of her daze. Her expression was worlds away from the lively one she had worn just the day before. "Are you worried about the photos?" he asked gently. "Don't worry, I'll get the rest restored as quickly as possible." "That's not necessary anymore…" she said softly in a detached tone. "It won't ever be necessary." With that cryptic response, she stood up and walked over to the table to take her seat. From the moment she had arrived, Gordon had sensed something was off. Mayra was usually cheerful, but today, she seemed lost, and her expression was heavy with sadness. During the meal,