The Abandoned Wife

Lucian didn't expect his father to be in such a hurry to go and pick Estella up.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the time. Seeing that it was still relatively early, he wanted to phone Roxanne to inform her about the situation. But on second thought, he snagged his jacket and wen downstairs.

Downstairs, Catalina had just prepared dinner. When she saw her employer coming down, she hollered, "The food is ready, Mr. Farwell."

Lucian halted in his steps for a fleeting second. "Go on and eat. I'm not having dinner at home."

Having said that, he left in huge strides without waiting for a response from her.

Catalina stared at the man's back, bewildered for a moment. In the next heartbeat, understanding dawned upon her.

Aha! Who else could induce such an expression on Mr. Farwell's face? He must be on his way out to visit Ms. Jarvis once more. Thus, he's also likely having dinner there!

to the dining table. They had all taken their seats when

she was momentarily stunned before she spun on her heel and went

they spent at Miralaea, the

used to seeing him with such an expression, Roxanne still felt a sense

had only ever been cold

staying away for two

avoid meeting each other for the next two days on the off chance

didn't expect Lucian to

quirked a brow, his tone teasing. "Shouldn't you allow me in first if you want to avoid being seen with me? If I

eyes, and she hastily turned sideways to allow him

carefully peeked out. It wasn't until after she had darted her

her all tense and wary, Lucian assured in a deep voice, "Don't worry. I had the bodyguards do a sweep of the

days, so she really didn't want a repeat

eating anymore but crowded over to

Benny. Unexpectedly, he was extraordinarily patient with them. In fact, the