Chapter 40

Lysander saw her suddenly fall, a flash of panic crossing his eyes. Instinctively, he reached out to help, but Giselle's sharp cry rang in his ears, causing him to sway. Immediately, he withdrew his hand to steady Giselle, who had nearly tripped over

her gown.

Mila's outstretched hand froze in mid-air as she helplessly tumbled toward the staircase.

She stared intently at the scene before her: Lysander and Giselle huddled together on the stairs. Mila committed this moment to memory, biting her lip to brace for the impending pain. But just as she anticipated hitting the ground, a strong arm encircled her waist, lifting her up.

"Watch out."

A gentle, resonant voice whispered in her ear, the broad chest behind her radiating warmth.

Instead of crashing down in a bloody heap, Mila exhaled in relief, only now realizing her palms and back were clammy with cold sweat.

"Thank you."

to thank her rescuer, only

smile. Once he saw she was

"Roland?!"

out of his daze, exclaiming

nothing, but his gaze

How's your mother

close for generations, and with Lysander's mother and the Lockwood brothers' mother being longtime friends, it was customary

"She's doing well enough."

replied with a perfunctory nod, though

that didn't quite reach her

noticed the tension between them, raising an eyebrow

now steadied by Lysander, stopped Roland apologetically, "Roland,

gentle smile that

Giselle's smile faltered.

Mila let out a chuckle, discovering for the first time that this Lockwood family elder

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255