Shannon could only sit there and watch as he continued to keep himself busy. She should have been very happy to be taken care of by him meticulously.
However, for some reason, her heart was extremely calm, like a pool of still water.
Now, she finally understood the saying that there was no greater sorrow than a broken heart.
Shannon hoped that her heart would revive someday. She didn't want to continue living like this forever. Otherwise, what was the point of living?
"Alright, I spent a lot of effort to get you this painting. Do you like it?" Matthew hung a painting up and turned to ask Shannon with a smile.
She looked at the painting. It was a sea of sunflowers. He was hoping that her life would be more radiant, like the sun.
"I like it. But now, let's go and eat." Shannon didn't want to stay in the house with Matthew anymore. She felt extremely cooped up.
