He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 303

Lucas took Sienna to a private villa situated in the outskirts.

The environment was serene, far away from the city's hustle and bustle—a perfect place to recuperate.

"I prepared this specifically for you," Lucas said. "For these three days, you can do whatever you want."

Standing on the villa's balcony and gazing at the lush green mountains in the distance, Sienna finally revealed her first genuine smile in a month.

"Thank you, Lucas."

"You don't have to thank me." Lucas walked up beside her. "I just did what I was supposed to do."

Sienna felt incredibly relaxed over these three days.

No surveillance, no restrictions, and no shadow of a man constantly hovering over her.

She could stroll freely through the gardens, paint to her heart's content in the studio, and sit in the living room chatting with Lucas late into the night.

"Did you know, I've always regretted it," Lucas suddenly murmured one evening.

"Regretted what?" Sienna asked.

"Regretted not appearing by your side sooner." Lucas's eyes were etched with pain. "If I had met you earlier, maybe you wouldn't have had to endure all that suffering."

Sienna shook her head. "Lucas, the past is in the past. I'm fine now."

"But you're still in Cillian's hands." Lucas clenched his fists. "I don't want you going back."

"I made a promise to him." Sienna's tone was unwavering. "I will honor the deal."

"And after six months?" Lucas looked right at her. "After six months, will you stay by my side?"

Sienna froze.

Looking at the deep affection in Lucas's eyes, she was suddenly at a loss for words.

"You don't have to answer me now," Lucas gave a bitter smile. "I just want you to know that no matter what, whenever you need me, I'll be here."

It was the night of the third day.

Sienna stood on the balcony, looking up at the starry sky.

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