Kieran walked up behind L. "Even though you said you don''t need a new wedding house, I shouldn''t skimp on it for you."


    He continued, "I had someone tidy up this garden. After we get married, we''ll live here. It''ll be a new home for us."


    L nced at the neat, well-maintained garden, which didn''t look like it had just been tidied up.


    Her heart stirred as she watched Kieran extend his hand toward her. "Do you want to have a look inside?"


    His hand wasrge, with distinct knuckles and slender fingers. Even if he weren''t Morgan Group''s president, he could probably make a decent ie as a hand model.


    Cole felt anxious watching from the side. "L, hurry up and take his hand!" he said.


    L hesitated, then ced her hand in his palm.


    This kind of contact would be inevitable if they truly became husband and wife. For now, it was just part of preparing for life after marriage.


    L couldn''t help but feel nervous, even with that reassurance.


    Kieran led her inside, guiding her through the living area. The design was single- story, with a ss room beside it.


    Though L hadn''t been involved in the decoration, it was clear that every detail reflected her preferences.


    Outside the ss room was a pond with koi fish swimmingzily.


    Time seemed to stand still here, offering a sense of peaceful serenity.


    Kieran held her hand as they slowly walked around the garden.


    Several fruit trees had been nted inside the property, though with it being winter, they had already withered. The entire area would likely be filled with pink peach blossoms by spring.


    L thought of the peach tree at the Morgan residence.


    Perhaps it was the influence of the surroundings, or maybe time itself, but her mood gradually began to calm.


    On the way back, L felt the suffocating, restless emotions dissipate considerably.


    Just as she arrived at Evergreen Heights, her phone buzzed with a message from Amelia.


    "Pierre has been arrested."


    A sh of surprise crossed L''s eyes.


    "So soon?"


    but


    Amelia replied, "Uncle Kieran could take on the whole Locke family. You can now go out without worries keep an eye out for when this scumbag gets released."


    She knew well enough about this part.


    The next day, she visited Terry at the hospital again.


    Kieran seemed to have a way of predicting things. He had already arranged food


    for her to bring to the hospital.


    She was about to knock on the ward door when she noticed it was slightly ajar. She overheard Yelena''s coy ce as she gently pushed it


    open.  len


    "Terry, you always say L is your best friend, but she didn''t evene to check


    on you after all this? What kind of best friend is she?"


    Yelena''s tone was a mix of dissatisfaction and grievance.


    Terry coughed lightly. "I saved her, but not so she would feel indebted. Didn''t shee to see me? She paid for the medical expenses, the nurse, and even the VIP room.


    "Yelena, I know you care about me, but L did nothing wrong."


    "Hmpf. You''re protecting her again. I''d think she was your girlfriend if I didn''t know any better."


    Terry spent a long time trying to soothe her. His voice was patient and gentle, and his sincerity was evident.


    L stood at the door for a moment, holding the food she had brought. She


    knocked only after hearing their conversation return to normal.


    Terry called out, "Come in."


    "Doctor..." Yelena spoke before seeing who it was, but when she realized who had entered, she fell silent.


    Her gaze lifted, looking somewhat displeased.


    Terry said, "Yelena, this is Ms. Hart, my friend. Have you forgotten?"


    He was trying to smooth things over.


    Terry was naturally straightforward, and his true feelings were exposed when he met L''s gaze.


    His face reddened with embarrassment, and he awkwardly added, "Ms. Hart, you should remember. This is Yelena, my girlfriend."