No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 62 I’ve Exhausted My Patience

In the living room, Radley noticed that Freya would become more talkative whenever they talked about work. From her words, he could catch a glimpse of her true self.

As they discussed future plans for West Geft, Radley occasionally asked for Freya’s opinion indifferently. She answered each question thoughtfully, and the distance between them appeared to have lessened.

Radley gazed at Freya as it was for the first time that he felt their ideas were so in tune. Many of their renovation ideas were coincidentally similar.

His gazes deepened while a strange feeling arose in his heart as if tiny vines were growing from his heart. and making his throat itch.

On the sofa, Freya frowned. “The West Geft’s ancient clock tower dates back to the Industrial Revolution and holds significant historical and cultural value. I intend to restore it, but it has numerous tenon-mortise structures that require skilled craftsmanship. We need to find a proficient artisan for the job.”

Radley withdrew his deep gaze. “The Monaghan Group previously collaborated with a tenon-mortise master. Maybe we can show him the blueprints this time.”

Since Freya had always been interested in the tenon-mortise aspect, she became excited. “A tenon-mortise master? Can you introduce this master to me?”

While she became excited, her face shone with radiance. Radley stood up. “Let’s go to the study. His contact information is there.”

As Freya was eager to meet the tenon-mortise master, she immediately followed him.

Upon entering Radley’s study on the second floor of the Monaghans’ mansion, Freya was stunned.

Is this really a study? It looks more like a private library to me, she wondered.

The spacious study spanned over a hundred square meters with a ceiling height of seven to eight meters. Bookshelves lined all four walls, and a grand window overlooking the sunset stood at the entrance. In front of the window sat a minimalist desk, clean and organized.

“You have a nice study.” Freya complimented.

Radley gave her a silent glance as she was the one who redesigned the furnishings in the study, but she didn’t seem to remember.

“Please have a seat.”

As the two of them sat at the desk, Radley took a booklet from the drawer and began to flip through it.

“Wouldn’t it be faster to ask Connor directly? Doesn’t he have the master’s contact information?” Freya suggested.

from the booklet and stated, “Unfortunately, the master is known for having a peculiar temperament and doesn’t have any contact information. All we have is an address where he can

rested her chin on her hand, she smelled

eyebrows and walked toward

the shape

opened it, and the familiar scent

looked up. “Can you tell how the fragrance is blended?”

and dragon’s blood and cloves as secondary and supporting ingredients. These are then

up a small pair of tweezers on the side to have a look and smiled.

mentioned that the fragrances

the process of making herbal sachets using ancient methods required extensive knowledge. Even in the past, only affluent and

that many of these methods had been lost in modern times, yet Freya seemed to comprehend them thoroughly. She

to improve the quality of your sleep and reduce the frequency of dreams at night, Freya explained with a smile. “The creator of this sachet was very meticulous and a skilled perfumer. The

grinding of the spices

flowed into his ears while she brought at sense of calmness to his heart.

sachets might appear simple, it was a craft that became progressively sophisticated the deeper one dived into its

have less dryness compared to sandalwood. By selecting the right. complementary ingredients, a balanced blend that

be made.”

of your body condition, and their patience in crafting

voice deepened. “You know

Freya was

away. “It was you who made

a bit and even implied that she was very attentive to Radley’s needs

she coughed awkwardly.

silently turned her head to look at the herbal diffuser and wondered how

couldn’t help but wonder about her mentality during the two years of her memory loss, as she never thought she

“Actually, I’ve been using the herbal sachets you made for the past two years. They’ve been really effective in treating

awkwardly. “Well… you’re welcome.”

sachets for me? Radley’s expression

shook her head. “I don’t have the

pain in his heart as if he had been

can provide you detailed instructions on how to make it.