My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 160

The faint scent of sandalwood wafted over.

Behind the table was a screen with a drawing of a lady-in-waiting from historical times. The melodious harmony was coming from behind the screen.

The servers poured the two of them cups of tea before leaving the room.

Lucas let the beautiful music carry him away. His slender fingers softly tapped the tabletop in tandem with the rhythm.

Hera carefully blew on her steaming cup of tea as she watched the handsome Lucas.

When they entered the tea house, she had caught sight of several female customers and employees gazing at her with envy.

She could not help but revel in being the object of their jealousy.

She adored being the center of attention.

If only… We could stay like this forever.

As time slipped away, the harp continued to play, its tune just as captivating as ever.

just out to waste our time? It’s been over

Lucas shushed her

of loneliness threaded through the dulcet

Saunders is in a league of its own.

changed. It was now brash and ferocious. The sound barraged its listeners from all directions with its intensely brutal melody. The overwhelming

furrowed his brow. Ms. Saunders

a sharp note marked the end of the music. The

murmured, “Ms. Saunders, my name is Lucas Nolan. You were introduced to

the door before stepping into the room. He respectfully gestured towards Lucas and said, “Mr.

the server to the other side of

The server pulled aside a sheer curtain and they continued waking through. Along

brim with books, some of which were the only

bookshelf was an antique cabinet. Lucas’s eyes widened slightly at the sight of the numerous priceless

advanced further, they came

entire journey so far had felt as though they had

air. The intoxicating scent was enough to convince a person they had truly traveled back

pushed open the door. The room inside was decorated with a sole dark red table. An antique bench was set down along every side of the table and a gently smoking incense

bright red historical clothing was perched on one of the benches. She cradled a harp in her

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