Chapter 1876

Stella recalled the days spent at the Saun family home. Watching Wenham's tender care for the pot of roses, she noticed his demeanor softening. 'Was he seeing those roses as reminders of someone he lost long ago?'

"Dad originally planned to build a greenhouse in the yard for them. He wanted to plant more roses, but then Darcie had an allergic reaction. So, he put that idea on hold," Trevor shared.

Stella gave a wry smile. "That's quite the coincidence, isn't it?"​​

Her skepticism lingered. Rivera's temperature rarely dropped below minus four or five degrees. Roses aren't that fragile. They shouldn't have perished after just two days of frost, even if they were a cultivated breed.

Of all the flowers, Darcie was allergic to the roses that Freesia loved so much. The issue did not seem entirely coincidental.

"Trevor, why did you deliberately knock over that bowl of oats when we were downstairs? Did you find out something?" Stella asked in a low voice.

Trevor shook his head. "I'm not