Chapter 167: Chapter 165: Timid Disciple

p.m.

After getting in the car, Norman Bennett closed his eyes for some rest. The car was filled with a scent of wine mixed with lotus, neither pleasant nor unpleasant.

Elliana Lyle rolled down the window, then leaned toward the man, pressing her face against his chest, listening to the strong and steady heartbeat.

"Norman Bennett, are you drunk?"

There was no response; he must be drunk, right? She cautiously raised her eyes. The man’s eyes were tightly shut. From this angle, she could clearly see his jawline, nose, and lips.

He looked like someone straight out of a comic, and there seemed to be a bit of a blush on his cheeks, making him look less cold.

"Norman Bennett~?" She softly called again, the man leaned against the back of the seat without any response.

She was now sure the man had fallen asleep. After all, he returned home last night just when she woke up to get some water.

It was almost 4 a.m. then, and he got up at 6 a.m. today, so he must be very tired now.

She leaned back against the man’s chest, yawned, and then closed her eyes as well.

At this moment, the man opened his eyes, gazing softly at the girl’s head, then closed his eyes again.

...

―――Moonlake Villas.

When Elliana Lyle woke up, it was already dark. She was sitting on the empty large bed, the dim light from the bedside lamp seemed faint. She was the only one in the vast room.

She recalled that she was in the car just a moment ago. She ruffled her messy hair, trying to wake herself up a bit more.

It must have been Norman Bennett who carried her back, but there was no trace of the man now.

She reached out to touch the switch, the brightness of the white light was somewhat glaring for someone used to the dimness, and it took her a while to adjust.

She opened her phone, and it was exactly 11:11 p.m., with unread messages on WeChat.

Norman Bennett: "Something came up at the company, I won’t be back tonight. Be good, I’ll spend time with you the day after tomorrow."

"..."

"Alright, just don’t overwork yourself,

was a bit displeased, she understood. After all, going back took

down the phone, she touched the emerald bracelet on her hand, took it off, and examined it under the light. The quality was delicate and

bracelet given to her by the old Mrs. Bennett. Given the color and texture, its value was

Mrs. Bennett had already been framed and hung on the

the jewelry box. She wasn’t used to

Thud, thud thud!

bracelet away, there was a knock on

"Come in."

to her, "Young Mistress, I saw your light was on, so you must be awake. Here,

was still as considerate as always, always paying attention

drank it, and said, "It’s late, you should go

Mistress, I’m not sleepy, I can keep you company and chat for a

...

On the balcony.

sat by a

a light woolen shawl, her gaze fixed on the crescent moon on the branch, filled with a mix of melancholy and serenity. A

then, Second Young Master fell seriously ill because of it." Lana originally didn’t intend

learned the cause of Norman Bennett’s mother’s death. She initially was inquiring only about Mia

thought Mrs. Bennett passed away from heart disease; that was the Bennett Family’s official statement. Unexpectedly, there was

Norman Bennett afterward, he

she endure a husband’s infidelity, endure betrayal." As Lana spoke of

"I was just a child then, and the lady took great care of me, even

no response, only gazing fixedly at the

remember Mrs. Bennett’s face, but thoughts of her

only she could have another chance

passed, she thought about starting over, but she was also

she loved, whether it was her mother, or Norman Bennett, or Sister Joy, Sister Phoebe, Lana,

she always wanted to

people around her were

She reached out and held Lana’s hand, saying, "Don’t tell Norman

don’t worry, Young Mistress, I won’t say

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