The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 712 Exceptional Acting Skills

Lucian, who was standing on the landing, frowned imperceptibly upon hearing that. He turned around and looked at Roxanne by the bedroom door in puzzlement.

Roxanne had her eyes lowered and her brows knitted together slightly as though regretting her offer earlier. Clocking that, Lucian smirked cryptically. "You don't need to force yourself, Ms. Jarvis. I won't change my mind because of a meal."

After he had said that, he tilted his head at her. Then, he spun on his heel and headed down the stairs again.

Roxanne lifted her eyes when she heard movement. Sighing inwardly, she repeated, "Let's have dinner together. Essie would definitely be sad if you were to leave."

That remark was meant for both Lucian and herself. Since he mentioned her past self six years ago, she couldn't help recalling how she felt when she left six years ago at the sight of his lonely figure. Although her pain then was courtesy of him, she was still soft-hearted and didn't want others to experience the same sorrow she did at that time.

in his eyes darkened as his heart clenched painfully. He could surmise the reason she was allowing him to stay, and precisely because of that, he hated his

consider your feelings for me in all seriousness. But I hope that you can give me a bit more time."

already reverted to its usual indifference. "Thank you." Roxanne flashed him a smile as mixed feelings surged within her heart. Subsequently,

As soon as they heard movement from upstairs, they instantly sprang to their feet and sprinted to the landing. They gazed at Lucian and Roxanne eagerly, curious to

to perceive anything even after a while, Benny snapped and

seconds. As the children's actions earlier occurred to her, she queried

expressions stiffened for a heartbeat when they heard

Their expressions quickly turned innocent, and they regarded their mother

into you by accident just now? I'm sorry, Mommy.

several seconds before frowning

innocent as ever that I can't even bear to doubt them. Hence, she had no choice but to put away her suspicions. Patting them on the head, she assured softly, "I'm not mad. I'm just a bit