My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 407

"Ms. Monroe," Lucian said suddenly.

Hearing the formal address, Melody stiffened, staring at him in sheer disbelief.

"Lucian, you..." Every word felt like ash on her tongue.

"I apologize you had to witness today's unfortunate drama. If there is nothing else, you should head home."

His tone was ice-cold and entirely detached, as if he were dismissing a stranger.

Melody pretended not to notice the freezing distance in his voice. She immediately spun around on her heels.

However, she didn't head for the front gates. Instead, she hurried in the direction Evie had gone. "I should go check on Evie. She's completely soaked; she must be miserable right now."

Lucian watched her panicked retreat without saying another word.

He turned back to Seraphina, his voice dropping into a low, gentle register. "Come on, let's go get you changed before you catch a cold."

Seraphina gave a small nod. "Okay."

He took her hand, and in that moment, his firm, warm grip was the only comfort against her freezing skin.

Lucian led her upstairs.

The moment the guest bedroom door clicked shut behind them, all of Lucian's stoic restraint vanished.

He crouched in front of her, wrapping his warm hands around her freezing fingers. "I'm sorry."

His voice was remarkably hoarse.

Seraphina felt an ache in her chest, but she shook her head. "You aren't the one who needs to apologize."

Meeting his intense gaze, she calmly recounted exactly what had transpired by the pond.

Her voice remained remarkably steady.

But when she firmly stated that someone had shoved Evie from behind, Lucian's pupils contracted sharply.

"Are you certain? Evie didn't push you on her own?"

Seraphina nodded slightly. "I suspect it was Melody, but I don't have any concrete proof."

Lucian tightened his grip on her hands. "The security cameras by the pond are broken. I just scheduled a repair crew for today, so..."

All the blood rushed to Seraphina's face, turning her cheeks a fiery crimson. "No, stop! I can change myself."

She scrambled away, practically sprinting toward the en-suite bathroom.

Watching her flustered escape, the corner of Lucian's mouth curved upward. "Why are you running? It's not like I haven't seen everything before."

Seraphina stood under the hot spray in the shower.

She scrubbed herself down multiple times, using half a bottle of body wash before she finally felt completely rid of the pond's murky smell.

Once she slipped into fresh clothes and stepped out of the bathroom, Lucian immediately pulled her over to dry her hair.

The warm air buzzed softly as he worked, his movements incredibly gentle and precise.

Seraphina sat in the chair, closing her eyes and allowing herself to lean into the comfort.

When her hair was completely dry, it cascaded smoothly over her shoulders in soft waves.

Lucian wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, resting his chin on top of her head. He murmured, "Next time something like this happens, let me know. I'll handle it."