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.

Come on, let's be friends

the drunkards tried to lean closer to Roxanne. He was getting so

scrunched her brows slightly. Just as she was about to get up and move further away, a hand reached over, firmly seized that drunkard's wrist, and twisted his hand that was holding the glass in another

flashed across Lucian's eyes as he lifted the corners of his lips into

glass and brought it toward

stunned by Lucian's action initially, but after he snapped back

as if Lucian's hand was like a clamp, that drunkard could not move an inch despite

drink with you? Stay away from me if you aren't courting death!" the

their attention on Lucian, and they began clamoring about starting

not seem to notice their existence. He slowly finished his glass of beer while pinning that drunkard's arm on the table without letting go. Witnessing the scene before her,

is Lucian playing

they? Are

all wearing the same uniform! But

discussions were buzzing wildly among

was talking about had something

burly men clad in suits got out of

tried to flee the scene. Nonetheless, the moment they lifted their foot,

"Mr. Farwell."

respectfully went