The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 778 So Cruel To Abandon An Adorable Daughter

Frightened, Roxanne truly did as he said and remained still for a long while. After coming back to her senses, she began struggling again. In the next second, Lucian pinned her beneath him.

"I've already warned you, but still, you couldn't stay still. If you were to wriggle around again this time, I wouldn't be able to make any promises about what would happen." He leaned close to her, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

Roxanne's heart tightened as she stared at the man's countenance that was mere inches away from her. She wanted to struggle, but she was worried about his words earlier.

Just as she was at a loss, sudden movement sounded from the children's room out of the blue. Both their breaths caught.

As the sounds of the footsteps drew increasingly nearer to the door, Lucian's brows scrunched together. Dropping his hold on the woman in his arms, he resumed a proper sitting position expressionlessly. Finally, Roxanne was free of the man's restraint. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the click of the children's room door opening.

her heart jolted once more. She hastily sprang up from the couch and stood

heartbeat, the children's room door slowly opened. Benny plodded out of the room groggily while

his sleep wasn't that peaceful. He automatically woke up after sleeping for

over Lucian on the couch

her embrace. As he sensed the warmth of her hug, drowsiness

back on the couch, he sensed something amiss. But he could only mumble that

his question, Roxanne couldn't help recalling her experience a moment ago. She stiffened slightly. "I came out to

to the side, and he fell asleep in her arms. Sensing a heaviness on her shoulder, Roxanne breathed a sigh of relief. She lifted her hand and stroked his head. Carrying him in her arms,

and Estella were sleeping soundly, their

placed Benny back onto the bed before tucking

foreheads, only to discover that their fever had subsided.

sleeping countenances, the pressure brought