Chapter 1588 - 1565: The Overwhelming Power of the Amateur Aesthetic Designer

The next day was October 1st, National Day. Ada had specially set an alarm, and when she got up, Marcus Quinn was already out of the room. She freshened up and then opened the wardrobe, picking out a collared blouse with pear blossom patterns on a white background and paired it with a matching midi skirt. Made of tencel cotton, it had the silkiness of silk and the comfort of cotton. Once she put it on, she felt like a fresh pear blossom blooming in March, both elegant and striking.

These clothes were naturally not bought by her. She had so few clothes altogether. Previously, she was accustomed to wearing branded clothes, both the design and texture were top-notch. Now, the money she had couldn’t buy these. When Marcus Quinn returned to Fountain City to vacate the apartment, because they had only lived there for two months but paid for three, the landlord refunded the deposit. Marcus Quinn then used the 3000 yuan to buy her this outfit, and Ada hadn’t had the heart to wear it until now. Seeing the weather was getting cold, she thought there wouldn’t be another chance, so she took it out.

Ada, having changed into her new clothes, noticed that in Anfield Village she only wore a woven straw hat daily, yet her skin hadn’t tanned. Over a year, her ailments had disappeared, and her skin became fair and supple. She didn’t need any skincare products daily, yet her skin wasn’t dry at all, making her feel that this place truly nurtures people.

As she couldn’t afford expensive skincare products and didn’t want to buy ordinary ones, Ada went all out every day to eat vegetables and fruits, making her skin glow with moisture.

Next year, once she earns money, she’ll buy skincare products, Ada set herself a small goal, then left the house and walked to the outer courtyard. It was already bustling with activity there, not only Irving Spencer’s family was present, but Irving’s wife and son also returned to help. Plus, the comings and goings of villagers made it incredibly lively.

Once Ada stepped out, she saw Marcus Quinn loading boxes of ugly oranges onto the truck. The man was tall and well-muscled, casually moving five or six boxes of fruits at a time. Seeing Ada wearing the clothes he bought for her, his gaze deepened, intense yet passionate.

"Ada, your clothes are really beautiful, did Marcus buy them for you?" Joy Zachary, Irving’s wife, exclaimed bright-eyed the moment she saw Ada’s outfit.

Joy Zachary is a local from Suton, a primary school teacher, petite and cute. Ever since Irving mentioned at the beginning of last month about quitting his job to return home and assist Marcus in developing the Holiday Village, Joy wasn’t happy about it. She’s from Suton, married to Irving mainly because they were classmates and found him honest and steady. That’s why she married him downwards, and the married life indeed was satisfying. Irving was a considerate husband, listening to her in everything, except when it came to matters concerning the Quinn Family farmhouse.

Originally, Joy had plans of relocating her parents-in-law to Suton after obtaining several houses from demolitions there. This way, she could take care of everything, help with childcare during holidays, and not need to spend 2 to 3 hours on the car to visit the countryside. Who knew that while Spencer’s family appeared agreeable, they stubbornly refused when asked to leave the farmhouse.

Even though the farmhouse wasn’t theirs, the land had been barren for a long time, yet the parents-in-law insisted on staying. Irving also unusually stayed silent on this issue, clearly siding with his parents. Due to this matter, Joy had a lingering grievance. Feeling her kindness was wasted, she wondered which daughter-in-law would purchase houses for the parents-in-law. The entire family was so traditional and inflexible. The old Quinn had been deceased for more than a decade, and they still insisted on living like old-fashioned servants, even though the only grandson hadn’t been heard from in years.

Since the matter wasn’t resolved, it was left in the past. Unexpectedly, at the start of last month, Irving excitedly announced that the descendants of the Quinn Family had returned. Joy suspected they might cause some problems, and sure enough, Irving took half a month’s leave, which she could tolerate, but he also wanted to resign and return to the countryside?

How much money would need to be invested in that Holiday Village? Even pouring millions in would not make a sound. Joy stayed at home, keeping a tight watch on the bank card. After observing for a month, unexpectedly, Irving announced that the Holiday Village would commence trial operation, which made Joy restless. Taking advantage of the National Day holiday, she brought their six-year-old son and returned to Anfield Village to take a look.

As soon as she entered the village, she witnessed an overwhelming change. At the village entrance stood the quaint and elegant plaque of the Holiday Village. Previously randomly planted roadside trees, scattered here and there, were now neatly trimmed, some uprooted, some replanted. The bluestone road was clean and orderly, with trees lining the road, creating a canopy. Along the way, there were ornamental plants and flowers everywhere, with wooden signposts clearly visible. It felt like she had entered a national-level scenic area.