The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 1382

Lucian, however, pulled Roxanne to sit back down. "There's still a lot. Eat slowly."

Upon saying that, he deshelled another crawfish for her.

At the sight of how calm and natural the man was, Roxanne was filled with puzzlement.

But gradually, she calmed down too.

Somehow, she always felt that Lucian would never let anything happen to her whenever he was around.

Like how she had fallen into the water at the beach the other time, Lucian would always hold onto her steadily.

In the twinkling of an eye, the two got back on rhythm.

Roxanne mindlessly accepted the fact that Lucian was deshelling the crawfish for her. The more she ate, the more she thought it was delicious. They had just finished the dish when those drunkards gathered near them again. This time, they each had a glass of beer in their hands.

on, let's be friends

lean closer to Roxanne. He was getting so

a hand reached over, firmly seized that drunkard's wrist, and

Lucian's eyes as he lifted the corners of his

his glass and brought it

initially, but after he snapped back from his trance, he shook Lucian's hand away

could not move an inch despite a fierce struggle. Instead, he found his wrist hurting from

to drink with you? Stay away from me if

attention on Lucian, and they began clamoring about

seem to notice their existence. He slowly finished his glass of beer while pinning that drunkard's arm on the table

Lucian

are they? Are they

bodyguards? They're all wearing the same uniform! But who will need

gossip and discussions were buzzing wildly

was talking about had something

MPVs stopped by the roadside. Over ten burly men clad in suits got

to flee the scene. Nonetheless, the moment they lifted their foot, those bodyguards charged toward them

"Mr. Farwell."

respectfully went up to greet