When Raymond led Irene back to the Scott estate, it was already late at night.
Irene had just changed her shoes and said softly, "Raymond, shall we rearrange this place?"
Raymond glanced around the familiar setup of the living room, feeling an inexplicable discomfort.
"No need for such trouble," he said, "the house is fine as it is, no need to rearrange."
Irene turned to look at him, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Raymond, I want to personally decorate our home."
Gently shaking his arm, she said, "I want every corner of our home to have our memories, wouldn't that be nice?"
Raymond looked at her reddened eyes, his tone softened. "Alright, as long as you're happy."
Irene immediately instructed the servants to start tidying up.
She pulled Raymond to sit on the sofa, planning
