She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 268

Just then, a waiter approached with a fresh tray of drinks and carefully set them on the edge of the table.

Lyra reached out for a glass of mango juice. The moment her fingertips brushed the cool condensation on the glass, a large, defined hand covered hers.

His warm palm settled lightly over the back of her hand. The sudden rush of heat made them both freeze simultaneously.

Lyra snatched her hand back like she'd been burned. Rowan didn't say a word, simply pushing the glass toward her in silence.

Everyone else was deep in conversation; no one noticed the fleeting collision.

Someone at the table brought up Lucas Chavez, mentioning that he was dating a girl he'd met out in the countryside while checking on a subsidiary.

Lyra paused, listening.

Wyatt scoffed. "A country girl? Has he lost his mind?"

"Could be true love. The weird part is that the Chavez family is actually letting it happen."

"They're just dating. It's not like Lucas has anything to lose. Once he gets bored, he'll pack up and leave. Honestly, I feel bad for the girl..."

The casual cruelty in their voices made Lyra's stomach churn.

Someone else sighed, "This is exactly why you need to have boys."

They turned to Rowan. "Rowan, when you and Jasmine tie the knot, make sure you have a son."

Rowan lifted his gaze, looking directly at Lyra. "Not necessarily."

The group assumed he meant he didn't strictly prefer boys and brushed it off.

After a few more rounds on the green, Wyatt laughed and suggested loudly, "Let's take a break. How about we all grab some lunch?"

Rowan offered a faint nod. "Sure. It's about that time."

"We'll have to pass this time, Mr. Jameson. Our family expects us home for meals." Catching sight of Lyra's increasingly sour expression, Caleb politely declined. "Let's call it a day. We'll catch up next time. We should get going."

The siblings turned and left. Lyra remained entirely silent, never once glancing back.

It wasn't until they were quite a distance away that she could vaguely feel a heavy, burning gaze still glued to her back.

Once they were safely inside the car and the doors shut, Lyra turned her head, her tone dead serious. "Caleb, Rowan is..."

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify