Chapter 467 You Are My Mrs. Crawford
In the mansion.
Luke stood on the spacious balcony. He smoked cigarette after cigarette, and his gaze fell on the blooming cherry blossoms downstairs.
The cherry tree was filled with flowers. The petals fell as the wind blew past, and the ground seemed to be covered in a pink carpet.
Bianca loved plants, and that was why that mansion had a lush garden. It was Luke's present for her.
He wanted to give her a surprise, but unexpectedly...
Luke narrowed his eyes as he looked at the falling cherry blossom petals. He stubbed out the cigarette and flicked it into a nearby ashtray.
Then, he walked toward the master bedroom.
The door opened.
In the room were two caretakers that were currently nursing Bianca.
They stood up when they saw Luke enter. "Mr. Crawford," they greeted him respectfully.
A hint of dearness flashed in Luke's eyes as he looked at Bianca's pale face. "How is the missus?"
One of the caretakers replied, "Dr. Sykes had given her an injection an hour ago, and her fever has subsided. She is still sleeping, perhaps she is too tired..."
Luke waved at them, instructing them to leave the room.
The two caretakers left the room while carefully closing the door behind them.
Only he and Bianca remained in the room.
Luke sat next to the bed, and his palm gently caressed her cheek.
It was two o'clock in the afternoon. The warm rays of sunshine fell on her face.
The woman's face was pale, and her brows were tightly furrowed. That was a sign that she was not in a good mood.
That made him feel sorry for her.
his proposal was as painful as
that the rejection was most likely not her intention, but he
of staying single for all his life until he met her. He wanted
could not wait for the day to come. However, something must have happened that made the
inexplicable bitterness as
wanted to smoke
urge soon
she became pregnant. She would be repulsed by the stench of cigarettes, and Luke had tried to get rid of the habit. He would only smoke whenever he was too
swore that he would find
turned to look at Bianca lying on the bed; she was as fragile as
"Why did you suddenly change your mind? I've already decided that you shall be my Mrs. Crawford, and I will never let you
kiss became more and more intense. He could not control
awakened by
open her eyes. The sunlight from outside shone on Luke's face, and the sight of him took her
proposal at the ceremony last night. At that moment, he looked as helpless as
the feelings
could not stop apologizing. Her gaze was
front of her, but
face and kissed her on the forehead." You know that I'm always willing to forgive you no matter what you did.
Bianca lowered her head.
was even gentler than before, as though he was trying to coax a naughty child. "Stay with me
She stared at
public. Did he
closed her eyes to hide from his overbearing gaze. "I'm sorry, I... I can't..." She said with much
angry. Instead, he propped himself up and sat at the edge of the
pecked her lips.
She was his obsession.
with color ever since he met her.
his lap like a
mix of emotions, and
could hear his resonant voice echoing in his chest cavity and enter her ear. "Don't be afraid, Bianca.
Bianca's eyes when she heard that.
knew that she had hurt
into his heart. She was immensely guilty of that, but she had no
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