Chapter 92 Sold

Ethan glanced at the artist's name and was surprised; it was a friend of his. "What makes you say that?" "I don't know much about art but I know enough to say that art often communicates emotion through its representation." "When I look at the painting, something flickers in my heart, and I want to smile... to laugh... to cry... Am I making sense to you, dear?" Jane was torn, unable to express her thoughts clearly. Ethan held her hand. "And that feeling resonates with you. That is why you were touched. Right, Jane?" Jane was stunned. She wanted to question why she had been struck by such strange emotions, but if she had never experienced them, how could they be so easily and vividly triggered by a simple painting? She changed the topic. "The artist is really impressive, to demonstrate such a high level of mastery is absolutely amazing." "Jane, you do not have to hide your emotions from me. If you are happy, you can laugh. If not, you can be sad. Be honest with me." Ethan