The Abandoned Wife (Lucian) novel Chapter 1459

Lucian didn’t expect his father to be in such a hurry to go and pick Estella up.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the time. Seeing that it was still relatively early, he wanted to phone Roxanne to inform her about the situation. But on second thought, he snagged his jacket and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Catalina had just prepared dinner. When she saw her employer coming down, she hollered, “The food is ready, Mr. Farwell.”

Lucian halted in his steps for a fleeting second. “Go on and eat. I’m not having dinner at home.”

Having said that, he left in huge strides without waiting for a response from her.

Catalina stared at the man’s back, bewildered for a moment. In the next heartbeat, understanding dawned upon her.

Aha! Who else could induce such an expression on Mr. Farwell’s face? He must be on his way out to visit Ms. Jarvis once more. Thus, he’s also likely having dinner there!

Roxanne had just finished cooking dinner and led the three children to the dining table. They had all taken their seats when the doorbell outside rang.

Putting the fork in her hand down, she got up for a look. The instant she saw the person on the screen, she was momentarily stunned before she spun on her heel and went to open the door.

Lucian was waiting at the door, tenderness showing in his eyes at the sight of her.

After the few days they spent at Miralaea, the man’s demeanor toward her had grown increasingly gentle.

Despite being used to seeing him with such an expression, Roxanne still felt a sense of dissonance.

After all, he had only ever been cold to the outside world.

“Why are you here? Didn’t we agree on you staying away for two days?” Corralling her thoughts, she regarded Lucian before her in mystification.

On the way back from Miralaea, Madilyn suggested that they avoid meeting each other for the next two days on the off chance that someone might spot them together.

That was also Roxanne’s plan, but she didn’t expect Lucian to pay her a sudden visit.

The man at the door quirked a brow, his tone teasing. “Shouldn’t you allow me in first if you want to avoid being seen with me? If I continue standing here, and the media gets a snapshot of me…”