Given Lucian’s background and stature, he never had the need to put up a front with anybody. Still, he had learned how to control his emotions and facial expressions, having been in the corporate world for so long.
Roxanne thought he was really feeling unwell when she saw him frowning. Lucian raised his brows slightly and casually placed one of his hands on his stomach.
Roxanne continued sizing him up for a long while. I stayed with him six years ago, and I never knew he had gastritis. That being said, I don’t think he’s just acting. Is he acting weird because he’s experiencing discomfort in his stomach? Otherwise, why would he suddenly change the venue and decide to have a meal instead? Yes, that might be it.
Roxanne dispelled her suspicions and agreed to the suggestion through gritted teeth. “I’ve failed to consider your situation, Mr. Farwell. Since you’re not feeling well, you should decide what to eat.”
Lucian relaxed the hand he had on his stomach and flashed a subtle grin.
“I’ve already made a reservation at a restaurant. Hop in.”
Upon hearing that, Roxanne couldn’t help but frown and question her own initial judgment.
Lucian didn’t give her much time to respond. He spun around and opened the car door for her.
He was holding that bouquet of roses and waiting for her at the car door.
Roxanne froze when she saw that. Subconsciously, she turned to check her surroundings.
Lucian was standing straight next to his luxurious car and holding a bouquet of roses. A scene like that could easily lead to misunderstandings.
Roxanne heaved a sigh of relief when she saw no one nearby. She then shifted her gaze back to Lucian and smiled. “You can lead the way, Mr. Farwell. I’ll drive myself.”
With an arched brow, Lucian uttered,
“Ms. Jarvis, if you don’t hop in, someone from the research institute is going to see us when they come back. Don’t blame me if they misunderstand us.”
In other words, he would keep standing there until Roxanne got into his car.
Roxanne pursed her lips in response. He’s blackmailing me, yet I have no choice but to hop in. If someone really sees this, how am I supposed to explain myself?
To her surprise, Lucian shoved the bouquet back into her hands the moment she got into the car.
Roxanne stiffened and glanced at Lucian. What is he up to?
“Please hold on to it, Ms. Jarvis. I don’t want the bouquet to stain the seats,” Lucian said casually, then walked over to the driver’s side and got into the car.
Roxanne held the bouquet in her arms throughout the journey to the restaurant. She was overwhelmed by mixed feelings.
Lucian didn’t know what to say either, so there was dead silence in the car. Almost half an hour later, the car slowly came to a halt outside a restaurant.
Lucian opened the door and got out of the car. Only then did Roxanne snap out of her daze.
She was about to reach out to open the door when it opened from the outside. Lucian had a calm expression on when he opened the door for her as if that was the most natural thing to do.
That unequivocally took Roxanne by surprise. Why is he acting so strange today?
At that moment, she did not know if she should get out of the car. There were servers waiting at the entrance. They were waiting for Roxanne to get out of the car so that they could lead them into the restaurant.
Seeing that there were people waiting, Roxanne endured the awkwardness and alighted from the car.
