Chapter 118

As per tradition, we would have lunch at Ashford Manor and then head to the cemetery in the suburbs. The lunch was lavish, and the atmosphere at the table was lively. Especially Eleanor’s childlike chatter, which had everyone laughing from time to time. Looking at Eleanor’s adorable face, I couldn’t help but smile. I wondered what my own child would be like. I hoped it would be as cute as Eleanor—carefree and innocent. Across from me, Alexander was staring at my serene smile, his gaze distant. Our eyes met unintentionally, and I froze for a moment. With a slight awkwardness, I lowered my chopsticks and quietly excused myself, heading to the bathroom. After drying my hands, I stepped out of the bathroom and saw someone standing by the doorway. Dressed in a dark gray coat, shirt, trousers, and leather shoes, his posture was as straight as a pine tree from behind. I paused in my tracks. If it weren’t for the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, I might have mistaken him