CHAPTER 373

ARIA’S POV

Even though everything is going well, I still can’t bring myself to return to work just yet. Instead, I find solace in my painting, focusing on completing a piece I’ve been working on for a while. The rhythmic strokes of the brush across the canvas are soothing, and I lose myself in the colors and textures, letting my creativity flow freely. It's a welcome distraction from the whirlwind of recent events and an opportunity to immerse myself in something that brings me peace.

The maids have been incredibly gentle and attentive, ensuring I have everything I need, especially when Adam isn't around. They check on me often, offering me tea or snacks, always with warm smiles and kind words. It’s comforting to know that, even in Adam's absence, I’m surrounded by people who genuinely care about my well-being.

As I sit in the garden, enjoying the fresh air and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze, I’m surprised by a familiar voice.

“Hey, Aria. How is it going?”

Regis has come