The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison) novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103 

Allison didn’t expect him to suddenly get close, which scared her so much that she freaked out, and it reminded her of the incident at the party when someone mistook her for Dr. Dylan’s girlfriend 

She felt her cheeks burning, quickly said “Goodnight“, and bolted from the car. 

Dr Dylan watched her retreating figure and couldn’t help but chuckle. 

འཇོ ཥཾ ཋ ཧ རཾ རྫ 

Seems like he scared her off. 

He shook his head, started the car and drove off…. 

Meanwhile, a black Bentley parked in front of the Flanagan family’s villa. 

Lucian got out of the car, saw a figure in blue exiting from a black car, and bypassing the Flanagan family villa. 

His eyes squinted slightly, recalling her holding Dr. Dylan’s arm and laughing joyfully tonight, he suddenly felt a bit grumpy. 

It took Penelope quite a while before she said, “Lucian, let’s go.” 

“It’s late, I won’t go upstairs, he said indifferently. 

Penelope had begged him to come visit her house, and he had already gotten out of the car. Why did he suddenly change his mind? 

She wanted to ask, but seeing his icy gaze, she swallowed her words. 

She managed a tender smile, “See you tomorrow then.” 

“Cora is taking you to the hospital for a check–up tomorrow.” 

Penelope was taken aback, “Tomorrow? So sudden?‘ Realizing her reaction was off, she quickly hid her panic, “My mom took me to the hospital last week, I don’t‘ need to go often, can you tell her that for me… 

As Lucian’s profound gaze swept over her, Penelope suddenly felt a chill down her spine. 

The Lindberg family was so concerned about their offspring, this check–up was clearly because they didn’t trust her! 

She had no choice but to agree, “Alright, I’ll trouble her tomorrow then.” 

Lucian nodded, his eyes deep, as if recalling something, he asked, “Penelope, do you still remember two months ago, when we met at the Silver Star Hotel?” 

“I remember, what’s up?” 

Lucian lit a cigarette, holding it between his slender fingers, the intermittently glowing ember made his eyes seem unfathomable, “You said that day you were celebrating a friend’s birthday at the hotel?” 

“Yeah.” Penelope answered somewhat nervously, looking at his eyes, they seemed like a whirlpool that heightened her anxiety, she didn’t understand why Lucian suddenly brought this up. 

“What was the room number?” 

Lucian asked while staring intently at her face, not missing any expressions, including her fleeting panic. 

Lucian took a puff of his cigarette, the pale smoke momentarily obscuring his handsome face, Penelope quickly searched for an excuse in her mind, “It was my friend’s brother’s birthday, I went to celebrate for him that day, as for the room number… I can’t remember” 

His face was obscured by smoke, she couldn’t see his gaze, only heard his voice, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, “You celebrated a birthday for a man, Penelope, I can get jealous.”