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Chapter 1645
Stella paused for a moment and then lowered her gaze. She remained silent for a while before saying, "Mr. Moore,
Keegan treats you as his best friend, and so do I."
"I know." Marshall smiled gently, though his face looked a little pale. "I've never dared to imagine replacing him. I
just want you to be happy."
"I will," Stella replied softly, "Because I know he'll want me to be happy too."
Marshall tightened his grip on his phone and stopped saying anything else.
Jorgeville was a peaceful and tranquil town.
Some years ago, there were some government projects in Jorgeville that took up quite a bit of land. So, many local
residents received a substantial amount of compensation for relocation, making their lives relatively comfortable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, the town did not have any major industries supporting its economy, and the quality of education was
subpar. So, many of the younger generation chose to move out.
So, when the two good-looking and graceful youngsters came to visit Arthur, everyone immediately knew about
them.
In a small town like that, everyone loved to know each other. So, in just one day, there were more than ten guests
who came to visit Arthur, using various excuses to meet Stella and Marshall.
Arthur was pretty famous in town. He was a chef when he was younger, and the residents always wanted him to
cook forthem during all the important occasions. The elderly ladies in the neighborhood described his cooking as so
delicious that the plates did not even need to be washed, as they were licked clean.
As he got older and could no longer manage the kitchen, he began studying medical books. If someone's pigs were
not gaining weight, if someone's dog was having stomach problems, or even when the cows had indigestion, he
could accurately diagnose them.
However, Arthur was aware that his knowledge was limited, so he would never charge for his services. When things
got too complicated, he would suggest taking them to the hospital in the city.
None of the people in town seemed to know about what happened to Albert, and nobody ever talked about it.
Arthur loved having guests over. So, what was originally a simple meal for three turned into a grand feast.
The neighbors chatted and laughed while preparing the food, turning Arthur's house lively and joyous.
When washing the dishes and utensils, an older woman quietly asked Stella, "Stella, your husband looks so
handsome, and he's so polite, too. What does he do?"
Stella replied, "He's not my husband, but my friend. He’s a lawyer."
The woman was shocked, "But I heard Arthur saying that his great-grandson would come to visit."
Stella lowered her gaze, "He was supposed to, but... something happened. He couldn't come."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Oh," The woman did not think too much of it and continued enthusiastically, "Be sure to bring him over next time
then. I'll cook some of my best dishes for you both."
Stella paused. It took her some time to smile, and she replied, "Sure."
As the night approached, guests started leaving. Stella and Marshall were busy cleaning up.
Arthur sat at the doorstep, watching the two of them.
Although Marshall was not very good at doing chores, he was diligent and attentive. For example, when Stella
struggled to move a chair, he would immediately offer to help. Also, when he handed over a clean fruit knife to
Stella, he ensured the blade was facing away from her to prevent hurting her.
Small things like these could often reveal a person's character.
"Marshall," Arthur called out to him, "Do you have a cigarette?"
Marshall shook his head, "I've quit smoking."
"Oh," Arthur responded disappointedly.
Then, Marshall rolled down his sleeve and said gently, "What brand would you like? I'll go get it for you."
Arthur's eyes immediately lit up, "Oh, that’s too much trouble. If
Marshall smiled, "I've eaten too much tonight and planned to take a walk anyway. Don't worry about it."