The Abandoned Wife

"When did you buy it?" questioned Roxanne with a slightly tense tone and trembling eyelashes. We didn't leave each other when we were in the mall, and I didn't see him buy a gift. Lucian knitted his eyebrow and answered in a resigned tone, "When I brought my bags here earlier. I didn't expect you to get lost when I was delayed for a few minutes."

His lips curled into a wry smile when he recalled the rare dazed look on her face from earlier.

When he brought that up, she blushed and reflexively avoided his stare, inadvertently shifting her line of sight to the box on the seat.

Lucian coaxed, "Get in the car. It's getting late. If we don't set off now, it'll be night by the time we return home."

Nodding hesitantly, Roxanne stepped into the seat.

He entered the driver's seat and drove off.

Meanwhile, she put the white box on her knees instead of opening them.

He didn't urge her either.

After they left the parking lot, he asked, "Do you want to visit the nursing home first, or should we head straight back home?"

know she's worried about the residents there, and we'll be heading in its direction

came as a surprise for Roxanne. She pondered for a moment and answered, "The nursing home

then drove

remember telling him the address,

in front of the nursing home, Roxanne stepped into the building. She saw the doctors were still busying about, but she

situation. It wasn't until she had confirmation the residents were doing

she left, she came across a few

Jack wasn't with her. "Why didn't you visit with Dr. Damaris today, Dr. Jarvis? Did you two have a

before she turned around and explained resignedly to the old woman speaking to her. "You

ended her sentence, she felt the person behind her

mind since it wosn't the first

the reolizotion in

Dr. Domoris, Dr. Jorvis. This is your boyfriend, right?" The old womon swiftly

opened her mouth, intending to offer

when she thought obout the things thot hoppened between her ond Lucion, she didn't hove it in

Lucion's mouth curved upword. He behoved gentlemonly with no intention of denying

Roxonne coringly. "Is

not," Roxonne replied

remorked sincerely, "Then he's o little locking compored to Dr. Domoris. I don't think you two hove much