The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 402

It was already late in the night when Lucian returned to the Farwell residence

Estella had already failen asleep a long while ago.

Lucian's heart ached when he was reminded of how Roxanne had completely avoided mentioning Estella just now. He went upstairs to Estella's room.

The liule girl had a serene sleeping posture. She lay on her side with half her face covered with blanket, seemingly sound asleep.

Lucian's gaze softened at the sight of his daughter. He lifted his arm and patted her head. Then, he tucked her in before getting up and left.

Just when he reached the door, he suddenly heard a sound behind him as if Estella was sobbing.

He stopped abruptly in his tracks, turned on his heels, and returned to her bedside. Lucian gently pulled away the blanket covering Estella's face and saw her brows furrowed, eyes shut, and beads of tears staining her long eyelashes.

He wondered what kind of nightmare she was experiencing

that state. He raised his hand, wanting to wipe the tears off

in her

upon

of the night, he merely glanced if Estella had kicked her blanket away before turning to leave. How many times has Essie erperienced similar dreams without

felt the temperature around

be frightened by him in her sleep because

snapped back to his senses, carefully carried Estella, who was still wrapped in the blanket,

clumsily palled her back.

all righi, Essie

Estella conunued to cry her eyes out. "No. Don't

deepened as he listened to

if this is how loudly

his lack of attentiveness, Estella woke up. She groggily hugged his neck,

with concern, "Don't cry, Essie. Daddy is here. Tell me. What

herself as she whimpered Roxanne, Archie, and

had dreamt of the scene

Estella further. He tightened