“I should ask you to stay for a meal, but Lysa hasn’t returned yet, and my leg is still injured, so forget about it.” Roxanne stubbornly continued to chase Lucian away. “I think you’re pretty busy. Since you have other things to attend to, I don’t think you should waste your time here.”
When she concluded her sentence, she could almost feel the rage spewing out of his eyes swallowing her. Her heart clenched as she wondered what he would do next.
Lucian stared at her for a long time before he snorted. “You saw that?”
Both of them knew what she saw.
Roxanne’s expression dimmed. Silence filled the air for a brief moment before she spoke. “It must be something important if Ms. Pearson is looking for you at this time of the day. You should. meet her as soon as possible.”
“If I go to meet her, what about you?” Lucian asked in a deep voice.
A strange feeling appeared in her heart. Aubree is his fiancée, and he has loved her for many years. How can I ever be compared to her? It feels as though he saying it to mock me.
When her thoughts ended there, she regained her composure and replied plainly, “My injury is all good now. Besides, I’m currently in my own house. I can just sit here and wait for Lysa to return. There’s no need for you to worry. Mr. Farwell.”
Despite the clear intentions she was expressing with her statements, Lucian still refused to leave.
Roxanne frowned as she tried to make herself sound calm. “Besides, I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to stay with me here at my house, while your fiancée waits for you to return.”
That prompted him to furrow his eyebrows. The rage in his eyes subsided. He raised his eyebrow and asked, “Are you… jealous, Ms. Jarvis?”
That stumped her because she didn’t expect he would say such a thing. Jealous? Is he listening to what he has just said? What kind of relationship does he think we have? Or does he still remember what I said when I was drunk…
When she returned to her senses, Roxanne stared at Lucian with a complicated feeling. “Are you mocking me, Mr. Farwell?”
His frown intensified. He didn’t understand why she suddenly said that.
Both of them stared at each other for a long while. The image of her being drunk that night surfaced in his mind. She is misunderstanding me again.
An odd feeling passed through his heart when the events of that night unfolded in his mind. He didn’t want to delve into that topic any further.
“In any case, I’m not leaving. Essie was clamoring to meet you, so I’ve asked Cayden to pick her up. I’m going to wait for her here.” Lucian looked away, stood up, and then sat on an armchair.
Soon after, he whipped out his phone and started dealing with his work. The words “do not disturb” were practically etched on his face as he focused on his business.
He was afraid that if they continued with the topic, Roxanne would bring up the matter from six years ago.
That was when she loved him the most, and it was also the period he didn’t want to recall at all.
Roxanne wanted to say something, but when she heard Estella was coming over and saw how he was acting, she kept her mouth shut while dealing with the complicated feeling inside.
Both of them remained quiet while thinking about different matters. Suddenly, serenity filled the atmosphere of the living room.
On the other side, Aubree’s scowl was getting pretty intense as she stared at the disconnected call and wondered what had happened. In the past, even when Lucian rejects me, he’ll at least pick up my call.
Why did he hang up the call today? Is he currently with that b*tch?
When that possibility popped up in her mind, her expression became wretched.
