Ignatius Leclair responded lazily, his handsome features enigmatic and inscrutable, revealing no hint of emotion.
Years ago, his mother took him to settle overseas. Although they had many acquaintances, it was ultimately not their native soil. Back then, Melody Cloud often visited his mother, and over time, their relationship grew extraordinarily close.
He was naturally cold and detached, with hardly any women around him. His mother intended to match them, and over time, he grew accustomed to Melody's presence. Yet, for reasons unknown, they never got engaged.
The man's thin lips pressed slightly together. Maybe it was because Melody was flawless in every way—like a beautiful porcelain doll—but she lacked the vibrant authenticity of Delphine. In her youth, Delphine was insecure, timid, innocent, and pure; growing up, she became indifferent, sharp as a blade, and cold. Apart from not loving him, she was perfect in every sense.
