The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 747 Drunk

Inside the study, Lucian, eyebrows furrowed, was staring at his unfinished work for the day. Suddenly, he heard a set of footsteps approaching the door.

Shortly after, a loud knocking sound was heard. He moved his line of sight away from the computer and frowned at the door.

The housekeepers of the Farwell residence normally would have rested at that time. Even if that weren't the case, no one would disturb him willy-nilly while he worked in the study. Not only that, the knocking was really loud, which could only mean Aubree was the one at the door. What is that woman up to now? Lucian thought.

The knocking continued. He had just gone through much trouble to tuck Estella in, so he still stood and opened the door to prevent her from being woken up by the relentless knocks. When he opened the door, he saw an intoxicated Aubree at the entrance. Lucian had no idea how much she had drunk, but he could tell the smell of wine was creeping into the study. Playvolume00:00/00:00TruvidfullScreen

at her with a frown and spoke in a deep voice. "You're drunk. You should return to your room and rest." He then prepared to turn around

the moment he turned around, Aubree hugged his waist. Lucian stopped in his tracks, stared at Aubree's arms around his waist,

as she spoke. "I won't... I love you, Lucian. Don't cancel the engagement, okay? What's so good about Roxanne, anyway? She left you back then

was the same thing Sonya said

meant what she said, Lucian was still unmoved by her words. In fact, a touch of disdain even flashed past his eyes. For

him. Every single breath of hers sprayed the stench of

movements, his face fell, and he grabbed her wrists forcefully without hesitation. "Ugh..." She grimaced and let go of him reflexively.

reason I let you stay is because of my mother. If you behave yourself, I'll allow you to stay until you can return to your home. If you continue acting as you please, don't blame me when I ask

regained some of her senses because of the pain. Fear filled her eyes when she heard what he said, and she apologized instinctively, "I'm sorry, Lucian. It's my fault. I drank too much earlier. Don't

coldly, he ordered,