Chapter 142. Engagement (4)

“Brother, aren’t these beautiful?” Freya stopped in front of some red flowers as they slowly strolled through the garden which was at the farther end of the mansion.

Jack broke out of his thoughts and glanced down at the flowers then slowly nodded with a small smile.

“They’re beautiful,” he replied and watched as she slowly bent down and picked a rose.

“See… it matches my dress,” Freya said softly with a laugh and looked up at him.

“Yeah.” Jack nodded again and they continued walking silently in the large garden.

They passed by the different kinds of flowers with many types of colors which were mostly planted by his mother and a sigh escaped his lips as he remembered how she had mostly sobbed alone in this garden while trying to overcome her trauma.

The servants who were tending to the flowers paused in their works while admiring them and whispering between themselves.

Freya glanced at them and smiled softly then looked up at Jack again who