19Th Century Widow's Painter Lover

Soft on the outside and gloomy on the inside/Mixed-race beauty × cold and multi-faceted painter [copywriting] Parisian aristocratic circles are discussing a woman recently. What woman? A beautiful young widow. The funeral was her first public appearance, and she captivated the men present. Countless invitations flooded her door, but she only went to the salon of a banker's wife. Young talents are betting on who can win her heart. The results were astonishing. She chose Morian, a poor and unknown painter. — When Elodie was sixteen years old, her father sent her to Lord Elton's ship. From the colonies to Paris, a boat, a man, a transaction. Her father exchanged her for a step to climb up. She thought this was her fate. Thirteen years later, she was imprisoned in the Earl's Mansion and never saw the light of day. The maid who was dragged out in the corridor late at night never came back. A voice that did not belong to the Count came from the dark room. There are endless names and dates burning in the fireplace. On the day of the Count's death, she stood by the window and for the first time felt that the wind blowing from the Seine was fresh. The funeral was her first public appearance. Black gauze covered her face, and tears fell down. All Paris thought she was a poor, spoiled widow. She chose a poor painter as her lover. The whole city laughed at her for being so dizzy. No one knew they had met on the colonial coast thirteen years ago. The boy drew a silhouette of her sitting on the dock and said he would take her away one day. On the day they arranged to elope, she failed to step out of the room, and he was tied to another boat by her father and thrown into the sea, narrowly escaping death. One was sent to a prison in Paris, and the other was pushed into the abyss of the sea. The same hands separated two people for thirteen years. Now he lives in her house in the name of his lover. Paint her eyebrows and share the wealth with her. At night, she woke up clutching his sleeve, and he looked down at her, his expression restrained and cold. It's just that they reunited too late. Elodie has gone crazy. She wants to make Morian famous in the last time. She didn't expect that he would keep holding her hand and telling her not to fall. — Before the reunion, Morian only believed in three things: painting, money, and revolution. Hatred kept him alive, his painting skills spoke for the dead, money was used to pave the way, and revolution was the destination he chose for himself. After the reunion, the inspiration was her face, the goal was her deceased husband's money, and he took her with him on the road. The day she stood up for the refugees, he looked at her from a distance in the crowd, with a light in his eyes that he didn't even notice. Ps: Women are not virgins to men. Awkward love without opening your mouth. Emotional concentration 200% Intention: Fight tenaciously and control your destiny.