Chapter 562: Chapter 562: He Suddenly Felt Some Regret...
Under the warm light of the kitchen, there was a figure in a white long dress and apron, bustling around.
In those seasoned eyes, there was a glint.
The scenes before him... all so familiar, all so nostalgic.
Making him remember the times Amber lived here...
This feeling is quite magical.
Over all these years, only she could make him feel traces of Amber’s existence.
This was something he had trained and cultivated Autumn Duval to achieve, but failed to!
Back then, upon discovering that Autumn Duval, who was only sixteen, bore a sixty to seventy percent resemblance to Amber, he continuously trained and molded her in Amber’s direction.
Unfortunately... even after all the effort he put in, there was nothing similar to Amber on her except for that face.
But this daughter-in-law whom he has never met, instead... has traces of Amber everywhere in her...
This feeling makes him both happy and... slightly uneasy.
...
After a long while...
Summer Shawcross’s potato beef stew was finally cooked. She found a big soup bowl to fill it up and carried it to the dining room. freёwebnovel.com
When she came out with the food, Old Mr. Drexler was sitting upright at the dining table, where the Drexler Family chef had already laid out dinner.
Summer Shawcross placed the steaming beef stew on the dining table.
Old Mr. Drexler looked down at the stew, noticing that although the greens inside had been thoroughly stewed, the stems were still attached.
And the beef was visibly overcooked beyond repair...
Looking at this dinner, Old Mr. Drexler found himself caught between laughter and tears for a moment.
He remembered when Amber cooked back in the day, her methods were not as wild, yet she made him a burnt omelet.
Suddenly, memories came rushing back.
He recalled the time he asked Amber to personally iron his clothes, and she deliberately ironed a hole into them... fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Seeing Old Mr. Drexler staring at the beef stew in a daze, Summer Shawcross couldn’t help but purse her lips and urged him.
"What, not going to try it?"
Upon hearing her words, Old Mr. Drexler snapped back from his reminiscences, reaching for the chopsticks to try a piece of beef. But beside him, Butler Ye worriedly reached out to hold Mr. Drexler’s hand, his face full of concern.
"Sir... it’s better if you don’t eat it."
The ingredients in the dish, the young mistress didn’t wash them just now, he feared that if Mr. Drexler ate them, his stomach would feel uncomfortable.
Listening to Butler Ye’s words, Summer Shawcross couldn’t help but glare at him.
Butler Ye was startled and promptly closed his mouth, releasing his grip.
Mr. Drexler extended his chopsticks, picked a piece of beef, and tasted it.
The beef was tough almost to the point of being inedible, combined with that... salty and fishy flavor, made the expression on his aged face change, yet he still swallowed the beef calmly.
Seeing Old Mr. Drexler eat so composedly, Summer Shawcross felt a bit disappointed inside.
Why wasn’t he reacting, wasn’t it awful?
That’s impossible...
...
"Cough..." Old Mr. Drexler couldn’t help but cough, Butler Ye quickly handed him a glass of water, but Mr. Drexler waved his hand, refusing the glass.
In that moment, he suddenly felt a bit regretful.
Amber’s omelet back then was never this hard to eat.
This is the first time he has eaten something so unpleasant.
Just as Old Mr. Drexler was about to put down his chopsticks, suddenly footsteps were heard from outside the door.