She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 116

"They should decorate their own love nest. It wouldn't be right for me to interfere too much," Lyra reasoned.

Lyra always understood the importance of boundaries.

Liam hesitated before speaking. "What is Kayla like? Do you think she'll mind me living at the Fairchild estate? Could you put in a good word for me? I'll only be staying during the holidays."

Lyra was surprised he was worried about this. "You're going to end up liking her more than you like me."

In her past life, Liam had been a sharp and sensible kid, and Kayla had treated him wonderfully after marrying into the family. Even when Lyra had been desperately obsessed with Rowan to the point of ignoring her family's financial crisis, Liam had indignantly lectured Lyra on behalf of Caleb and Kayla.

"You little brat..."

Lyra flicked his forehead with her index finger.

Liam rubbed his head. "What are you talking about? When was I ever a brat?"

Lyra quickly changed the subject. "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Just hanging out with some buddies."

"Cancel it. Go to the hospital with my dad tomorrow instead. Make sure he gets an echocardiogram."

Remembering her past life, Lyra couldn't suppress the terrifying flash of her father's fatal heart attack.

Even though things were different now—Fairchild Holdings wasn't going to collapse, and her father wouldn't be pushed to the brink of despair—but still...

She just needed the peace of mind.

"Make sure you bring his insurance card and a bottle of water. Have the butler go with you two..."

Liam patted his chest confidently. "Don't worry, Lyra. I'll keep a close eye on him. I'll text you the second the tests are done."

"Good. I'm counting on you."

But the next day, while Lyra was working at the office, Liam called. "Lyra, Mr. Fairchild took a phone call and rushed off. It sounded like an issue at the manufacturing plant."

Lyra fell silent for a moment. "Alright, just head back home for now."

The moment Lyra saw the ivory gown, it reminded her of Jasmine's signature color. Her interest instantly vanished. "I'll just go with the pink one."

"Right away."

Lyra added, "I also need a modern suit, size medium, for someone around five-foot-nine."

"Of course, Miss Fairchild."

Delilah immediately knew she was ordering it for Liam. She frowned. "Is Liam really only five-foot-nine?"

Delilah remembered Caleb being nearly six feet tall by high school. How was Liam still so short? "Isn't that a little on the shorter side? He's going to have a tough time finding a wife later."

Lyra chuckled. "He'll keep growing in college."

Delilah muttered something about Liam being a handful, then urged Lyra to go try on her dress.

Lyra tried on the blush-pink gown. It fit flawlessly, so she didn't bother trying anything else.