"Do you understand what I am saying?" Andrius asked him just in case.Byron's brow furrowed. Hearing him say so much, in all honesty he did take them all in, but he was still confused about what he should do. After what happened today, he really did not want to go wrong with this. Hence, even though it was shameful, Byron could only steel himself and ask, "To put it simply, what should I say to her so that she can understand what I mean?" Andrius, "..."Had he not been clear enough? "I like you." Andrius said to his brother solemnly.There was silence after he said that. His expression was just way too serious that even Byron could not help but be stunned for a few seconds. Seeing his expression, Andrius knew that his teachings were paying off and his expression changed. He continued to admonish him in an earnest and maternal manner, "Do you know how to say these three words?" Byron came back to his senses and nodded. "I understand that you've never courted any
Andrius talked the entire night; Byron just frowned and agreed.Byron kept recalling what Andrius said while on the way back.He should lower his stance in front of Rosalie. It was not that he did not want to, but he could not control himself every time the woman made him angry. Often when he thought about it afterwards, he would regret it.Now it seemed that he had to control my emotions.After all, it was indeed because of him that they became what they were now.It was nearly ten o'clock when he returned to Lawrence Manor.At this time usually, Estie should have already been sleeping.However, the moment Byron opened the door to the villa, he heard the little girl’s room door opening upstairs.Looking up, he saw the little guy standing on her tiptoes. Her lips were pursed as he stared at him.Meeting the little girl’s gaze, Byron frowned slightly. He put away his thoughts about Rosalie and changed his shoes before striding upstairs toward the little girl. "Why aren’t yo
Standing at the door of the little girl's bedroom, Byron’s face furrowed slightly.No matter what his relationship with the woman was now, he already made such a promise to the little girl so he must hurry up and get the woman to come back to him!The next morning, Byron sent Estie to kindergarten early and happened to bump into Lisa who had come to drop the boys off.“Estie!" The two boys greeted Estie from a distance.The little girl responded with a smile. She shook off Byron’s hand and walked toward the two boys.Byron did not stop her. He just said to her in a deep voice, "Slow down."The little girl nodded obediently.The two boys seemed to have just noticed him and when they heard his voice, they looked up at him hesitantly.Meeting the children’s gaze, Byron’s brows twitched imperceptibly and the emotions in the eyes were very complicated.These two boys had always stood together with Rosalie.He wondered if the boys had found out that the women had gotten so mad yest
Seeing the children enter the kindergarten, Byron then turned around and left. He went to the flower shop yesterday."President Lawrence..."After what happened yesterday, the clerk already knew his identity, and when he saw him appear, he couldn't help but call out.Byron frowned slightly. Thinking about the bouquet that had been returned yesterday, he more or less figured out how this person found out about his identity, and he nodded to the florist slightly.Seeing his response, the florist was very nervous. "Do you need anything else? What did you think of the flowers yesterday?"The moment she said that, she recalled how the flowers yesterday had been returned.Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, the florist closed their mouth awkwardly and was filled with anxiety. she even wondered if Byron had come to get payback from them. At the mention of the flowers from yesterday, Byron also froze for a moment and his eyes swept across the florist lightly.The florist bowe
Luther was startled and after being stunned for a few seconds, he reluctantly found an excuse for himself, "I was wondering if the flowers should be dealt with. If you leave them like this, they will dry out soon."Hearing this, Byron frowned and looked at the bouquet on the sofa, his brows furrowing slightly.After a few seconds, he responded in a deep voice, "You can figure it out."Luther secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly complied, "Then, I'll bring a vase in and put them in later."Byron nodded noncommittally before motioning him to continue talking about work.Luther took the hint and this time, finally focused.After reporting the itinerary, Luther carefully glanced at his master and asked, "Sir, shall I go out and get a vase?"Byron had already started handling official business and did not respond.In view of their cooperation over so many years, Luther could somewhat understand the way his master thought. If he did not speak, it meant an acquiesce.So, Lu
Meanwhile, Lisa entered the living room after returning the flowers. She saw Rosalie sitting on the sofa, going through the documents. She hesitated to say what was on her mind.“Have you returned the flowers?” Rosalie heard noises from the door and turned around.Lisa nodded. “I’ve given them to the staff from the flower shop to return them.”Rosalie did not ask more after getting the answer she needed. She continued reading the documents.Yves had been handling all the matters in the research institute when Rosalie was away. However, Rosalie’s participation was needed to cooperate with the Lancer family.Rosalie also placed great importance on that matter. She had been busy reading documents even while recuperating at home.Fortunately, Xander knew about her injury. Hence, he kept the progress slow to wait for her to recover.Rosalie felt bad and decided to do some research to get a clear picture of the project so that she could get started soon after returning to work.While
In the following days, it was Lisa who sent the little boys home. She would see the same runner delivering flowers every day.Even though Roselie had informed her to return the flowers, she would still bring them to Rosalie so that she could have a look first.In Lisa’s eyes, the flowers were Byron's token of affection. Thus, although Rosalie was reluctant to accept them, she should be aware of their existence.After going through this a few times, the runner concluded that it would be better to wait at the doorstep so that there was no need for Lisa to drop by the flower shop to return the flowers later.Since it was the weekend, Rosalie assumed that Bryon would stop sending flowers. However, to her surprise, the doorbell rang early in the morning.Rosalie did not work during the weekends, so there were only the three of them at home at the moment. No one was there to open the door.Prying open her drowsy eyes, Rosalie heard the non-stop ringing and had mixed feelings about it.
Noticing the little ones' doubt, Rosalie became slightly anxious. Nevertheless, she maintained her composure as she held their hands and brought them over to the couch.After resting at home for a week, Rosalie’s leg wound had mostly recovered, so she could walk on her own now.It was just that Lisa and the boys were still worried and insisted that she rested for a couple more days."Mommy, why didn’t you accept the flowers?" The little ones sat with Rosalie on the couch and could not help but ask.Rosalie did not expect they would ask this and was too stunned to answer.The boys saw her strange response and pressed on, asking, "The man didn’t say anything just now. What if he sent the flowers to the wrong place?"Lucian took a glance at his mommy and got off the couch. "I’ll go take a look. What if he really got the address wrong?” As he finished speaking, he walked toward the door.Rosalie’s brows furrowed. "Lucian, come back."The kid seemed to not have heard her and conti