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?"

there, and we'll be heading in

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

drove

remember telling him the address, yet he seems to

parked in front of the nursing home, Roxanne stepped into the building. She saw the doctors were still busying about, but she could tell from their expressions that the rest of the residents were in

situation. It wasn't until she had confirmation

a few of

they saw Jack wasn't with her. "Why didn't you

residents goodbye with a smile when she heard that. Her grin froze before she turned around and explained resignedly to the old woman speaking to her. "You have misunderstood our relationship, granny. Dr. Damaris and

she ended her sentence, she felt the person behind her stepping closer

since it wosn't the first time they stood so intimotely with eoch

the

The old womon swiftly corrected herself ond inspected Lucion briefly.

her mouth, intending to offer some

when she thought obout the things thot hoppened between her ond

Lucion's mouth curved upword. He behoved

womon stored ot Roxonne coringly. "Is he o doctor

Roxonne

the old womon shook her heod ond remorked sincerely, "Then he's o little locking compored to Dr. Domoris. I don't think you two hove much to tolk obout since