?Chapter 700:
Of course, this was just Ynde’s first impression. She couldn’t be certain whose eyes were in the drawings.
She ced the paper back on the desk and noticed another stack of papers in the corner.
“What are you doing?”
A low, eerie voice came from behind her, causing her to tremble with fright as she clutched the papers.
She spun around to see Marlin standing there with a stern look. “Marlin, I came here to discuss something with you. When I saw this piece of paper on the floor, I just picked it up for you. You are wee,” Ynde said, forcing a smile.
Marlin took the papers from her hand. “Don’t touch anything in this room. What did you want to discuss?”
“Oops, it slipped my mind. I’ll tell you when I remember. I’m leaving now.”
With that, Ynde hurriedly exited the bedroom.
On the paper, there was a drawing of a delicate rosebud, on the verge of blooming.
In the steamy bathroom, Sean ced a tender kiss on Norah’s shoulder.
“Honey, why is this patch of skin lighter?”
Leaning on the sink, Norah squinted and tilted her head back, savoring the moment. In a sultry voice, she replied, “I had the tattoo removed.”
On her smooth shoulder, a small, nail-sized mark stood out slightly.
“Why did you decide to remove it?”
“I just don’t like it anymore.”
“What was the tattoo?”
Norah lowered her head and smiled softly. “It was an unbloomed rose.”
“Isn’t that a lovely design?”
His moist tongue traced the spot gently. “It’s a shame to remove something so lovely.”
Norah gripped the edges of the basin tightly, her knuckles turning white. A flicker of unease crossed her eyes. “The tattoo was beautiful, but I’ve outgrown it.”
The rose tattoo symbolized the organization she once belonged to. Everyone who joined was required to bear the mark. Once she left the organization, she had it removed. It was her way of saying goodbye to her past.
“Hmm. Blooming roses are even more beautiful. Honey, you are the only blooming rose in my heart.”
.
.
.