Returning to Sinclair Apothecary, Claire Prescott checked her appearance in the mirror once more. Satisfied, she then got out of the car.
She headed straight for the side door and was about to push it open when Keane Lowell stopped her.
"Wait for me a moment."
Claire turned to look at him, her expression still indifferent, watching as he took two items from the trunk.
The gifts were wrapped exquisitely and felt substantial, indicating they must be expensive.
As he closed the trunk and walked up to her, Claire couldn't help but ask, "What are these?"
"A tea set and a painting."
Hearing this, Claire didn't say anything more. She chose the painting to help him carry, and they opened the door and entered the courtyard together.
This was the first time Keane saw where she lived.
The yard wasn't large; fruit trees surrounded it, shards of glass lined the short walls, smoke rose faintly from the chimney, and sunlight gently climbed onto the roof.
