Chapter 743

Andrew didn't seem to mind how old and worn Melina's little house was. In fact, he looked at it with quiet reverence. This was where Melina had grown up, where she had spent the first 20 years of her life. He wanted to make it feel warmer, cozier, and more comfortable. In his mind, it was as if by improving the house now, he could somehow rewrite her past—make her childhood a little better and erase the memories of relying on the neighbors' scraps. Melina, unable to help, sat nearby with a book, though her lack of energy didn't go unnoticed. No matter what he was doing, Andrew was always keeping an eye on her. He could tell something was off. Melina, who had been so excited about coming back to her hometown, seemed deflated now, like a popped balloon. He assumed it was because of the villagers. She claimed their words didn't bother her, but he thought deep down, they probably did. A cold gleam flickered in his eyes. What Andrew didn't realize was that Melina's mood