Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

With a courteous nod, Lucy painted a clear picture for Augustus of what it meant to give a fake smile.

"Mr. Scruggs, is there something you wanted to talk about?"

She inwardly groaned, praying not to get trapped in another pointless conversation like the one that morning. It had been filled with nonsensical chatter that dragged on forever.

Cillian was at home waiting for her, and if she was late, he would surely start to worry-especially with how overprotective he had been lately.

A headache began to form. She was not a child, after all. Regardless, she really did not feel like speaking to the man before her.

actually have a matter to discuss. Also, I was wondering

in Lucy's head. What was he implying? Inviting a near-stranger to his home... Were Charleston folks always so

heard that Charleston locals were known for being aloof and distant. This had to be out of the ordinary.

down politely, "I'm sorry, Mr. Scruggs, but I have someone waiting for me at home. Besides, it's almost 6:30 pm. If I don't head back now, my friend will start worrying." Augustus' eyes popped. He had always been blessed with angelic looks that

something. There was no point in pressing when he was only going to get the silent treatment, right?

had made a rare request. Ignoring Lucy's clear reluctance, he teased her, "Your friend's a real worrywart, huh? It's just a friendly visit, nothing to sweat over." However, Lucy's guard went up

you're occupied, perhaps another occasion

out that this was his game. She could give him her number, but something about him just did not sit right with her. Still, she wanted

cartwheels and happily jotted down