NovelStartChapter 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe 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, | was irritated by Lucian’s domineering attitude. Yet, | 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.” Despite having guessed that the man came upstairs to seek her out, Roxanne was still stunned for a few seconds when she heard him say so in person. She didn’t quite know how to respond to that.
I haven't yet decided how | should face him...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA few knocks sounded again. “If you're reluctant to allow me in, we can talk like this.” Right after saying that, the man outside the door started speaking without waiting for her response.
“I was indeed too impulsive earlier, but | think you should understand my feelings. You might not believe me when | say this, but to me, your willingness to accept flowers from another man was no different from accepting another man for real. Thus, | actually planned to remove myself and Essie from your life.” The instant those words drifted into Roxanne’s ears, her brows creased deeply. Mixed emotions brewed in her eyes. If it were six years ago, she would never believe that he would utter such words.
I never expected that he would comprise time and again for my sake. She was inexorably moved. Lifting her eyes, she stared in the direction of the door blankly.
“Right now, perhaps | 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, | 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.
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