Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody)
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Chapter 55 Restoration

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"If you fail to repair the Embroidery, Melody, you'll apologize to Suzie in front of everyone," Mrs. Shield declared firmly.

"And I'll assess the actual value of this embroidery. You just need to sign the IOU."

"You must apologize and compensate. Are you willing?" she pressed, her grace as she glanced at the gasping Mr. Shield beside her. "Darling, you're not to compensate for Melody. This is what she deserves!"

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At such a young age, lying, shifting blame, and talking nonsense-Melody needed a stern lesson.

Melody smirked lightly, taunting, "What if I can restore it perfectly?"

Mrs. Shield sneered, "That's impossible. But if you do repair it well, what do you want? I can grant it."

Melody raised an eyebrow, glancing at the weak Suzanna leaning on Carson's arm. "Anything?"

Mrs. Shield's contemptuous attitude persisted as she nodded smugly, "Yes, anything belonging to the Shield family, I can grant you. But Melody, you're just dreaming..." Ignoring her dismissive tone, Melody turned her cold, noble figure and addressed the watching guests. "Please bear witness."

The crowd, eager to witness the drama unfold, naturally nodded in agreement.

"Mrs. Ingrid, please fetch the embroidery box from the courtyard," Melody instructed calmly.

Mrs. Ingrid had been shadowing Melody closely since her arrival and was a faithful companion.

She had witnessed Melody

tireless efforts, staying up all night to design a cartoon pattern

for a scarf intended as a gift for Mr. Gary.

With intricate stitches, Melody employed the complex technique of double-sided embroidery to create two endearing cartoon characters. Each year, at the same time, the young girl would eagerly seek Mrs. Ingrid's opinion. "Do you think Gary will like this pattern?" she inquired. "Gary enjoys boxing, so he's sure to appreciate this Kung Fu Panda."

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Yet, despite Melody's hopes, each year after Gary's birthday, she would return with a crestfallen expression. "Does Gary not like it?" she'd lament. "Why does he treat Suzanna better and better after every birthday?"

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Fatigued, Melody would often retreat to the windowsill, weariness etched across her features as she contemplated her perceived failure to earn her family's approval and affection. Moved by Melody's plight, Mrs. Ingrid sighed softly and gently draped a thin blanket over

her.

Some sufferings are too complex to articulate

The embroidery box arrived, and at Mrs. Shield's direction, a spacious area was cleared, adorned with an array of embroidery tools collected over the years.

Everything was meticulously prepared.

Before Melody lay a fractured embroidery sample, its threads frayed and fabric torn.

To begin the repair, the delicate silk fabric needed patching.

Melody gracefully settled into her seat with focused precision, threading the needle with practiced ease.

The natural silk she held in her hands, nearly transparent, glided smoothly like a serpent.

Natural silk, a luxury beyond measure, were remnants of Melody's previous embroidery endeavors for Gary.

As Melody skillfully connected the rough fabric, her expertise and finesse in the craft became evident, earning nods of respect from those who understood the intricacies of embroidery. However, an outsider couldn't resist sneering, "So you think stitching the fabric together qualifies as repair, huh? Just a country bumpkin's attempt."

Undeterred, Melody maintained her composure, her gaze steady and serene.

With unwavering focus, she meticulously sewed the fabric together, deftly threading the silk in the required colors.

The needle danced swiftly through her delicate fingertips, gradually breathing life back into

pattern. the

With fabric as her canvas, thread as ink, and needle as pen, Melody embarked on her intricate restoration.

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As Melody's nimble fingers worked, the embroidered pattern she had glimpsed flashed vividly in her mind.

With each stitch, she rhythmically followed the pattern, simultaneously acquainting herself with the stitches and colors required for the other side of the embroidery.

Running stitch, backstitch, satin stitch, long and short stitch, twisted silk thread, scale stitch... Each intricate and complex stitch seamlessly intertwined at her fingertips. Swift, precise, and tranquil, her movements brought the embroidery to life. At that moment, all present were enraptured by the exquisite artistry unfolding before them.

The intricacy of the design, paired with the graceful hues, held them spellbound.

Sighs of admiration echoed throughout the room as they could not avert their gaze.

However, Mrs. Swenson's expression darkened at the unexpected display of Melody's skill. Never did she anticipate Melody possessing the talent to restore the embroidery.

Determined not to let anyone steal the spotlight rightfully belonging to Ms. Suzie, she seized the blade once more and advanced...