The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 147

Allison had thought that a rich man like Lucian might not know how to appreciate the simple dishes, but to her surprise, he had emptied his plate in no time.

Allison, on the other hand, was all grace and elegance when eating and took her sweet time Lucian watched her, suddenly recalling the red woven pendant hanging

in her bedroom.

“Did you make that red pendant in your bedroom?” he asked

“What?” Allison was taken aback. “You’ve been in my room?”

His silence was answer enough.

“You mean the red pendant that was made by my grandmother?” She said, disappointment in her voice.

“Your grandmother?” Lucian pondered. “Did you live in Cloudville when you were a kid?”

her the same question before. “My grandmother’s house is in Cloudville. I lived there when I was a kid. But

looked lost. Could this be the same

memones–could

changed so much? Vain, greedy–nothing like the innocent girl she used to be. Or was

today. Severe in the morning, but cold and gentle

didn’t leave. Instead, he sat on the couch, flipping through a book, while Allison, worn out from a continuous fever, she dozed

down, resting on his

Lucian looked up.

looked so peaceful, like a deer. He gently brushed her hair away

his hand covering the top half of

Lucian felt something different about a

found herself in bed. Lucian was

the fever was gone

to help out when Leah called

Your mother’s condition