Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

"Cassandra, Chelsea, what are you two doing here so late?" Luke asked, eyeing them suspiciously.

"I came to check on my future sister-in-law and offer some advice to keep her from crying tomorrow," Cassandra explained.

Luke remained skeptical. He knew Cassandra too well. She was always up to something. Helping him was out of the question-he'd be grateful if she just didn't cause trouble.

He then glanced at Chelsea Sanders, who stood beside Cassandra.

Chelsea originally belonged to a branch of the Sanders family, but after catching Luke's eye, she had been brought in as a mistress.

"I just came along with Ms. Lennon," Chelsea said, her voice wavering.

Luke nodded without further question. "Alright, you guys can go talk to her, but don't stay too long. We have a busy day tomorrow. I'll go check on Bruce. We'll head back together later.

Cassandra nodded and led Chelsea toward Lana's room.

"Cassandra!" Luke's voice stopped her in her tracks.

skipped a beat. Had

asked, turning back with a forced

are you walking funny?

cheeks. Of course, she

wishing she could cut his

he had not done. He'd probably cry his eyes out if he found out in

earlier, nothing serious," she

hint of suspicion. For a divine grandmaster like Cassandra, a mere bump shouldn't have any effect. It was akin to getting

experience, Luke quickly grasped the situation. Choosing to let it slide, he

Lana's room. She looked worn out and disheveled, with

asked a few perfunctory

help Lana escape, but with Luke insisting

home, she took a bath and went straight to bed as she was too exhausted. She hadn't considered visiting Lana again

in his room while frequently glancing outside for

waiting another hour without a word from her, he realized counting on Cassandra