"Have you spoken with Valeria?" I noticed your lack of surprise upon learning that she's no longer in this house. It seems it was her plan all along, bringing her here, assuming CHAPTER 17
I would visit or fulfill my duties as her husband. Simply because he resided here?
Mrs. McKenzie had arrived before luncheon. She was in the garden, adorned with an elegant turquoise hat that obscured much of her face. Her linen dress of the same color peeped out from below her knees. In her left hand, she held a long wooden pipe, puffing away, ensuring the smoke didn't drift toward her son, a habit he detested. He disliked how his mother secretly smoked, aware of its detrimental effects on her health, yet Mrs. Janet paid it no heed, albeit avoiding it in her husband's presence.
With natural elegance,
