The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison) novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51 

Lucian took a peek at his watch; he realized he still had plenty of time left while saying, “Sounds good.” 

He initially planned to return tomorrow but returned early to surprise Penelope. 

The car chimed along smoothly, but suddenly a woman in light brown clothing popped into his view. Shawn, quick on the uptake, slammed the brakes. 

Once the car halted, Shawn turned to Lucian and said, “Mr. Lindberg, are you all right?” 

Lucian just shook his head. 

Shawn had been his assistant for years, stellar driving skills, so he didn’t sweat the small stuff. 

Outside, rain hammered the ground. 

Suddenly, he heard Shawn’s voice from outside, “Mr. Lindberg, it’s Allison.” 

He frowned, a flicker of unusual emotion crossed his cold face, but it vanished quickly, elusive. 

Allison sat on the ground. 

The rain drenched her hair and clothes, trickling down her cheeks. 

Suddenly, the sound of the rain vanished. 

A pair of black leather shoes stepped into her line of sight. 

She slowly lifted her head, saw his neat black trousers, and above that, a face she knew too well. 

Lucian. Was she dreaming? 

Why would she see him here? 

She must be dreaming 

A self–mocking smile played on her face. 

“Why are you here….. 

She murmured, her voice drowned in the rain as if talking to herself. 

“Weren’t you going to surprise her? Today really is a lucky day, huh? But I’m feeling lousy like I can’t breathe. Lucian….this is a dream, right?” 

“Everything that happened today was just a nightmare.” 

“I close my eyes, wake up, the dream’s gone, right?” 

Her voice dispersed in the surrounding mist. 

Lucian looked at her, her face pale, soaked to the bone, those bright eyes seeming to be veiled in fog. 

Just as he was about to speak, she fainted. 

He quickly dropped the umbrella, catching her 

Shawn saw Lucian holding Allison, his suit quickly drenched by the rain; he quickly picked up the umbrella, holding it over Lucian’s head, “Mr. Lindberg, let me hold Allison.” 

Lucian gave him a cold glance, cradling Allison into the car. 

She was burning up, Lucian’s big hand on her forehead.