Chapter 72 The Mysterious Ne


    ra had seen this ne many times. And every time, Horace held it like a treasure in his hand, as


    if he was drowned in his thought, fascinated by the ne.


    ra stopped the word that she was about to utter, and just looked at Horace quietly.


    Under the moonlight, the expression on Horace''s face now waspletely different from who he used


    to be.


    With a bit of nostalgia, mixed with some simr feelings like regret and helplessness.


    Out of no reason, ra felt as if there''s a little hedgehog rolling on her chest, choking her up.


    At this point, Horace seemed to notice ra''s approach and turned around.


    "Have you finished washing?" In the blink of an eye, his face returned to his coldness in usual days.


    And the ne was put back in his palm.


    "Yeah." ra calmed herself down as fast as she could, "You can go and wash."


    "Okay."


    Horace nodded and walked back to the room.


    He didn''t rush to the bathroom, but walked to the desk, carefully put the ne in his hand into the


    first drawer, and then walked into the bathroom with the bath towel.


    ra stayed in the room and heard the sound of watering in the bathroom. Her eyes couldn''t help but


    fixed on the desk.


    She couldn''t help being curious.


    What was the origin of that ne? Why did Horace look so sad every time he looked at that


    ne?


    ra didn''t know what happened to her before. She''s never been a very curious person, but at this


    moment, she just felt as if there''s an invisible hand pushing her at her back, pushing her step by step to


    the desk.


    Just take a look...


    There should be no problem?


    After ra confirmed that Horace was still bathing inside, she then held her breath and gently opened


    Horace''s drawer.


    She didn''t know what was wrong with her. The ne was like a thorn in her side, bugging her non-


    stop.


    Even when she was with Darren, she had never felt this way.


    The drawer wasn''t locked, and it was quickly opened. ra saw that there were several documents


    inside. Upon the documents, there were a few photos, and the ne.


    ra took out the ne first and ced it carefully in the palm of her hand.


    It was a very beautiful ne. Although the crystal wasn''t as gorgeous as diamonds, it has a clear


    and simple atmosphere. She could tell from the knife work that this would not be cheap.


    ra flipped the ne over and was stunned when she saw the back.


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    The front of this ne was engraved to the shape of heart. But on the back, there''s a letter


    engraved on it.


    Different from the exquisite crafting of the ne, the letter was obviously carved by ayman. It was


    quite unsmooth, but still recognizable: the letter "L".


    L…


    In ra''s mind, she suddenly recalled what Russell Kirnd said to her back in the mansion—


    "It''s been ten years. Since Laura died, I thought Horace would never love anyone again."


    Or maybe this ne belonged to the woman named Laura?


    "Who is Laura? Was she Horace''s ex-girlfriend? And where is she now?"


    Driven by curiosity, ra couldn''t help but took out the photos from the drawer.


    The moment she saw the photo, she couldn''t help being stunned again.


    In the photo, there was a man and a woman. Both of them were very young. They seemed to at their


    18s.


    The boy, ra recognized him quickly. He was Horace.


    Instead of the mature and stable Horace today, it''s the very young version of Horace. His facial features


    were as charming as they are now. But the Horace back then seemed more boyish and exuberant.


    If the present Horace was a cup of low-key but fragrant tea, then the younger Horace must be a bottle


    of spirits, vigorous, high-spirited, but so enticing . It made people intoxicated at a nce.


    But what caught ra''s attention more was the girl in the photo.


    That was a very beautiful girl. She was so pretty that even ra was stunned when seeing her.


    She had always thought that Ashlee Middleton was already very beautiful. Butpared with the girl in


    the photo, Ashlee was likeparing carnation with roses. Something was missed after all.


    Such a beautiful girl... Could it be Laura? The owner of this ne?


    ra suddenly felt upset for no reason in her heart.


    That kind of feeling was just like the awkward feeling she had in elementary school. When Glenn


    Middleton suddenly be so kind that she was transferred to a private school, she saw Ashlee for the first


    time. Ashlee was wearing a beautiful dress, and she was wearing the clothes left by other little boys.


    So she could only stood awkwardly beside her. She now felt the same.


    ra was lost in her thought, not even realizing that the sound of water sshing in the bathroom had


    disappeared.


    Until a cold voice with a faint anger sounded in her ear…


    "ra, what are you doing!"


    ra suddenly woke up as if cold water pouring over her head. She got up quickly, and saw Horace


    came out of the bathroom before she knows. He was wearing pajamas. Water was still dripping from


    her hair. A pair of ck eyes was staring into her coldly.


    ra panicked immediately, as if she was caught as a thief. Even the ne was still in her palm,


    "Horace, I''m just— Ouch!"


    She hurriedly wanted to exin and put the ne in her hand back hurriedly at the same time. But


    she was so nervous that the ne fell off.


    ra''s face suddenly turned paler!


    This was a crystal ne! If it hits the ground, it will smash into pieces!


    She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, even using her injured hand. She could feel the pain of the


    wound being torn apart, but she couldn''t even care about it.


    But she didn''t expect that the Horace next to him moved faster.


    He bent and strode over. The ne eventuallynded firmly in his hand before it fell to the ground.


    ra''s hand grabbed the air as if she really had something in her hand. She couldn''t help but breathe


    a sigh of relief when she saw that the ne was fine.


    But before she could finally rx, she heard Horace''s cold voice above her head…


    "ra, please exin what the hell you''re doing?"


    Her heart almost stopped. She raised her head, and saw Horace holding the ne in her hand,


    looking at her coldly.


    The moment she met his ck eyes, ra only felt that her heart was being violently hammered. The


    pang was killing her.


    She never thought that Horace would look at her like this.


    Even before, when they first met, although Horace was indifferent to her, he would never look at her


    this way…


    There''s no temperature in the icy cold eyes, and there''s even a little bit of disgust.


    ra''s lips quivered a few times, and she finally said in a low voice, "I''m sorry. I noticed that you keep


    staring at this ne and have been in a daze for a few times. So I couldn''t help getting curious..."


    Her voice grew lower and lower, until it was almost inaudible.