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Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter 719
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Chapter: 719

The shop owner glanced over at the neighboring store and replied, “That shop? It’s been closed for

business for quite a while now.”

Right after saying this, her face seemed to brighten with recollection, and she sighed, “Its owner,

Lilyana Rayne, had remarkable skills, but it’s a shame this place is so remote. Running a business here

is already challenging, and handmade clothing like Lilyana’s, which lacks the appeal of big-name

brands, doesn’t attract young people. The costs involved make it almost impossible to sustain the

business in this Location.”

Listening attentively to her Lament, Ariana realized that Lilyana must be the owner of the closed shop,

and the woman in front of her knew Lilyana. Seizing the opportunity, she quickly inquired, “Could you

tell me where Lilyana resides?”

Hearing Ariana’s request, the woman scrutinized her with a mix of suspicion and caution. “Why do you

want to know the old lady’s address?” she asked warily.

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Ariana swiftly comprehended the misunderstanding and hastened to explain, “I happened to come

across a gorgeous dress someone bought from here online, and I’m interested in having one custom-

made as well.”

The woman appeared slightly reassured and nodded. “Alright, you seem like a nice young Lady, not

someone with ill intentions. However, I’m afraid I can’t assist you.”

“Why not?” Ariana pondered as she stood in the quaint little shop, her gaze fixed on the woman.

Thinking that the woman still had doubts about her, she was ready to present the evidence from the

blog post that would justify this air of mistrust. “I simply desire a custom-made skirt.”

However, the woman merely shook her head, a melancholic expression etched on her face. “It’s not

that I lack faith in your words,” she began, her voice carrying a tinge of sympathy. “Lilyana, the skilled

seamstress, used to reside at 101 Stone House, adjacent to South Park. However, she relocated to the

bustling city with her children last year. I am unaware of her current address or contact information.”

“Oh… I see. Thank you,” Ariana replied, a tinge of disappointment evident in her voice. Yet, she was

determined not to surrender so easily to this setback.

Perhaps a visit to the Stone House would be worth a try? Ariana pondered.

What if she happened to meet Lilyana there?

With newfound hope flickering within, Ariana set forth on her journey towards the Stone House, her

steps carrying a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.

As she took only a few strides, Ariana was startled by the woman’s hushed murmurs that reached her

ears.

“It seems there are quite a few people who appreciate Lilyana’s skills. This is already the second

person who’s come asking. Why couldn‘t she keep the shop going? After all, it was doing well.”

Intrigued, Ariana halted her progress, turned around, and inquired, “Pardon me, but did you just

mention someone else looking for Lilyana recently?”

Ariana was both serious and anxious, which somewhat confused the woman.

After thinking for a while, the woman stammered, “Yes, yes, he was a quite handsome young man.”

“Was he about this tall?” Ariana leveled her hand to Theodore’s approximate height. The woman

thought for a while and then nodded in agreement.

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Ariana gave more details to the woman to be sure it was indeed the same person, and the more the

woman nodded, the more Ariana was convinced that it was indeed Theodore.

But even so, she was still uncertain. She was worried that her excitement was premature, and that she

would be even more disappointed in the end if it wasn’t him.

She eventually thought of showing the woman a photo of Theodore, but then she realized that she had

very few photos of Theodore in her phone.

Heaving a deep sigh, Ariana gave up on the idea and just asked the woman, “Do you know where that

man went afterward?”

The woman shook her head. “How would I know? He seemed to be from another city and he came last

week. I haven’t seen him since, so he probably left the town.”

A week ago… Ariana roughly calculated the time and felt more certain that the person the woman was

talking about was indeed Theodore.

It reassured her that she hadn’t come all the way here for nothing.