"I know he has a heart problem."
Shard nodded:
"You've hinted at many things, and your pale face and almost emotionless lifestyle..."
Haila Osenfort said he loved her, and she loved him, both willing to give their hearts to each other. And when Shard visited for the second time, while painting in the garden, the lady of the estate placed Shard's hand on her chest, promising the reward for the commission was a soul.
This was actually a clue:
"You died of a broken heart, and your husband said his heart died at that moment too. Directly resurrecting you, you might die of heartbreak again."
He deliberately paused to observe the expression behind the veil, but unfortunately, all he saw was a calm gaze:
"Everyone needs a heart to live. Since he hadn't erased your memory, to spare you from feeling the pain, annoyance, and sorrow, Ston Osenfort took away the broken heart and gave you one that could not feel pain, a Heart of Stone."
Shard looked at her, and Haila nodded gently:
