Chapter 010

When she met August again, it was already the next afternoon, Being bored in the room, she looked through the window as soon as she heard the sound of a car outside the window, only to see a familiar car. Not long after, a door opening sound came from the corridor on the second floor in the direction of the study. Lucia pushed the door open and walked out of the bedroom. Hardly when she walked down the stairs, did she see Aunt Turner with freshly brewed tea.

Lucia lowered her voice and asked, "Turner, is August back?" "Yes, the young master just came back, but he

doesn't seem happy. I think he doesn't look too good." Turner replied, "What?" Lucia suddenly got nervous. She was waiting for August to come back, and planning to talk to him about her father's birthday tomorrow. She

hadn't expected to catch him in a bad mood.

Aunt Turner was confused and asked, "What is it, Mrs. Mitchell? Is something wrong?" "It's okay" As Lucia

spoke, her eyes swept over the tray in her hand, and hastily reached out to pick it up, "Auntie Turner, give me the tea. I'll deliver it."

"Okay, be careful," Turner told her.

Taking the tray. Lucia took a deep breath and walked directly to the study. In any case, this matter couldn't be delayed, as her money had already booked the hotel for dinner in the morning, and the address and time had been sent to her. If she didn't get it done, she would be reprimanded by her again.

When she reached the door, Lucia gave her free hand and knocked on the door. "Come in," August said. Hearing

the man's indifferent voice from inside, Lucia plucked up the courage to push the door in. August was sitting at his desk, staring at his computer desktop with a serious look. His face was indeed a bit colder than usual.

Lucia carried the tea to the desk and said softly. "This is the tea that Aunt just made; I came to bring it to you."

raising his head. Lucia paused, took the initiative to pick up the teapot and

August said, raising his eyes to her, his tone finally softening a bit, "Have you changed the medicine on your neck?" "Oh...I did." The man's unexpected

here for a few days, but I haven't seen your parents. I'm quite curious..." Before she finished

face and his eyes were bitter, yet he seemed to hold back something.

manner. He said in a somber voice, "Lucia, are you too idle now?" What August said

eyebrows and walked half a step forward to approach

rid of those gossip in the company, instead of focusing on these insignificant things!" Finishing the words in a deep voice, August gave her an intense glance.

would be so angry just because she mentioned something about his parents. Besides, now that they had gotten married, they were a family. His parents were her parents-in-law. It was normal for her to want to know. How could it be

mind, Lucia suddenly felt that her heart went cold and she was a

ask August to be affectionate to her since they got the marriage certificate. But it seemed that they were no different from strangers now. Feeling so upset and aggrieved, Lucia didn't walk out of the room until she

Why did Mr. Adams leave all of a sudden?" Clenching her fists, Lucia lowered her head and whispered, "Turner, I seem to

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Turner's repeated inquiries, Lucia had to tell the whole

time that she had heard that parents were a forbidden topic to some people! "Well, you don't know that Mr. Adam's mother passed when the young master was twenty years old. She wanted to see the master before

to what Turner had said beside her. "Then... What should I do?" She felt confused. She had touched his taboo. Now, let alone inviting August's parents to

was a heavy stone in her heart. She took a deep breath and asked, "Turner, can you teach me

immediately, "okay!" It was better to make something for him with your own hands compared with a dry apology. Lucia thought. So she followed Aunt Turner into the kitchen and started learning how

soon as she woke up.

soup, she would send it to the company. August

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