The Abandoned Wife (Lucian) novel Chapter 711

Chapter 711 Have Dinner Together

The children were no longer in the mood to continue playing. Roxanne had left anyway, so there was no need for them to carry on with the game.

At the side, Lucian watched as they dragged their feet over to the carpet and plopped down listlessly. Twitching his lips in amusement, he lifted his eyes and glanced upstairs. Then, he headed up the stairs.

After all, he had to talk to Roxanne about the misunderstanding earlier and clarify things.

The children initially thought their battle plan this time was a total flop, but they spotted Lucian voluntarily going upstairs when they looked over their shoulders.

Without a shadow of a doubt, he was going to look for Roxanne. When they saw that, a spark of hope flared within them. Upstairs, Roxanne shut herself in the bedroom, feeling exceedingly conflicted.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her earlier. Just a while ago, I was irritated by Lucian’s domineering attitude. Yet, I was still bewitched by the tenderness in his eyes during the game.

Recalling her emotions earlier, she couldn’t help feeling scornful of herself.

Perhaps it was because I’d never seen such an expression on him in the many years I’d loved him, so my past feelings for him made an appearance in those few minutes just now…

While she was spacing out, footsteps suddenly rang out outside the door. They clearly didn’t belong to the children, so it could only be Lucian. Upon perceiving that, Roxanne felt all the more conflicted. Why did he come upstairs?

Before she could brace herself mentally, a knock sounded on her bedroom door. On the heels of that, Lucian’s baritone voice penetrated the door. He sounded a touch muffled through the door. “Are you in there? Let’s talk.”

“Right now, perhaps I feel the same as you did six years ago,” Lucian admitted with a soundless sigh. Undeniably, it was easier to articulate some things with a door between them, since they didn’t need to face each other directly.

At the mention of her past self six years ago, Roxanne’s gaze flickered.

“If you need time to calm down, I don’t mind going home first and leaving Essie here. Please also send her to kindergarten tomorrow. I’ll come and pick her up at night.”

Once again, Lucian’s voice rang out at the door. Frowning slightly, Roxanne got up and walked over to the door. By the time she opened the door, the man had already reached the landing.

“Stay and have dinner together, Mr. Farwell,” she couldn’t help offering as she gazed at him. When her voice fell, even she herself was stunned for a moment.