Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 157

Ines didn't respond, her attention absorbed by the top floor. "Who lives on the top floor?" She remembered from her last visit that it was a study room, but she didn't notice any bedrooms. She did, however, notice Hunter heading up there. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"That's Hunter's bedroom and study room."

Ines raised her eyebrows. When she came up, she noticed that Emma and Shirley seemed to live on the second floor, and her room was on the third floor.

Her bedroom was the quintessential European princess style, with pure white furniture from the bed frame to the wardrobe and vanity. Delicate pictures hung on the wall, making the room incredibly warm.

Ethan's attention was immediately drawn to Ines's photos on the wall.

Eda quickly changed the bedding, her movements swift and neat. Seeing that Ethan's attention wasn't on them, she quietly pulled Ines's hand. "Miss, your taste in men is much better than Emma's. I saw it just now, he's so considerate. In contrast, Aiden always looks so indifferent to Emma, not caring at all. Marrying such a man will definitely lead to regrets."

Ines just laughed, as many people had said the same to her.

Eda talked to Ines for a while longer before reluctantly leaving the bedroom. "Mr Meyer, Ms Ines, you can rest here tonight. If you need anything, just call me."

They both nodded.

Ethan realized that compared to B City, this place was truly Ines's home.He saw traces of Ines everywhere he looked, so he was completely attracted as soon as he came in. There were several large photo albums of her on the table, he sat on the edge of the bed, carefully flipping through

them. They contained photos of her from birth to adulthood. Almost every photo had a smiling face, indicating that the young Ines was a happy child. It was her later experiences that made her more reserved and calm.

As he looked at the photos, Ethan couldn't hide the smile on his face. "Izzy, you haven't changed much from when you were young. I can recognize you at first glance. Your body hasn't gained weight, you've always been lean."

Ines, however, was thinking about Shirley and Hunter not sleeping in the same room. When did that happen? Did they separate to hide an illness? For a moment, Ines had countless guesses. It wasn't until Ethan specially called her over to look at the album that she returned back to reality. Ines leaned in to look and sure enough, she saw many mini-versions of herself. Each one was laughing, posing in various funny ways. She found it quite amusing. She rested her head on Ethan's shoulder, planning to take a good look.

Ethan carefully flipped through the photos, spending a long time on each one. Ines urged, "Ethan, can you go a bit faster? What are you thinking about?"

"I'm wondering what you were thinking about when these photos were taken."

Ines couldn't help but laugh. "You're so boring, pondering over such things."

"I didn't realize you've always been a beauty."

Receiving a compliment from her husband, Ines was in high spirits. "Of course."

Suddenly, Ethan let out a soft exclamation. "Is this bare-bottomed chubby girl also you?"

Hearing that, Ines immediately leaned in to look. Indeed, there was a photo of her around the age of one or two, bare-bottomed. She quickly covered the photo. "You're not allowed to look at this one."

"I don't know who it is." Ines whispered, but the child's round face in the photo clearly hinted at her shadow, and her sophistry seemed so weak.

Ines wanted to snatch the album away immediately. Ethan was flipping backwards from her eighteen-year-old photos, and she was worried that there might be even more embarrassing photos further back.

Ethan held the album high above his head, out of Ines's reach. She could only glare at him. "Ethan, you don't need to look at the ones behind. What good photos can be taken when I was one or two years old?" Even if she weren't bare-bottomed, she would still be in diapers, which was embarrassing to think about.

"That's not necessarily true. The ones behind might be more exciting." Ethan was determined to look at the rest of the photos.

Ines could only sit on the bed, pouting.

Ethan glanced at her with a smile. "Izzy, what are you afraid of? I've seen every part of you, there's no need to hide anything from your own husband."

"It's not the same." Ines felt embarrassed, as if she was being choked.

Ethan shook his head with a smile and continued to flip through the album. He noticed that the person who arranged the photos was very careful. Photographs were taken every one or two months, from one month old to three months, to six months. There were photos of Hunter holding her, and also of her deceased mother. There were family photos of the three of them, but mostly solo shots of her. For example, the moment she lifted her neck while crawling on the ground, or sitting in a car, or wobbling while learning to walk. He saw almost all of Ines's baby years and was incredibly moved. He decided that he would make several photo albums for their children in the future, as they were very meaningful.

"Izzy, nothing is revealing in the ones behind, don't worry."

"Really?"

"I'm not lying."

Ines came over to look at the photos again. She was a bit chubby at one or two years old, especially her hands and face, so chubby that people would want to pinch them.

"You were quite cute when you were young. But why are there no photos after you became an adult?" Ethan suddenly asked.

"That was when I found out about the existence of that mother and daughter." Her mother committed suicide that year, so how could she take photos during that time? Even if she occasionally did, she definitely didn't have the mood to arrange them.

Ethan gently hugged her shoulder and changed the topic. "You used to enjoy taking photos, which is somewhat different from now."

"Well, I didn't know anything when I was young."

"When we go back, let's bring these photos with us. That way, I can look at them when I'm bored."

"You've already looked through them, what's there to look at."