Eric looked at Avery's response and felt as though he was standing at a crossroads.Ever since he had rejected Layla, she had not contacted him, nor had he reached out to her.They had rarely met in the past, but they had still occasionally talked to each other, texted each other, or commented on each other's social media posts. In the present, they were further than strangers, and it felt terribly awkward.Not wanting the awkwardness to continue, he considered the matter for a while, before sending Layla a message.[Are you busy with work lately?]Layla was responding to the comments to her post and immediately opened the message she received from Eric."Did he see my post?" she muttered.[It's alright.] she replied, following it with another message, [When are you and your girlfriend getting married? I'm still waiting to be invited to your wedding!]Eric was instantly rendered speechless.[Are you two going to live in Bridgedale or Aryadelle after you get married?] Layla a
She would be able to see him so long as he had not latched his windows. She tidied his room every day, so she knew that he did not have the habit of latching his windows.She walked out into the cold and pushed his window open, causing the freezing breeze to steal into the room.Lucas immediately wrapped himself in his blanket and strode toward the window to close it."Mr. Lucas, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that you rely on women... Actually, I didn't say it. It was Mr. Sam who did, and I just didn't argue with him." She placed her hands on the frame to stop him from closing the window.She no longer cared about her job; she just did not want to lose the friendship that she had with Lucas. Even if he was determined to ignore her for life, she had to apologize.Throughout the years she had worked for the Woods family, Lucas had been the only one who was kind to her."I saw the cake you bought for me. I took it out and ate it," she said gratefully. "I know that you won't eat
As the tutor explained the content, Irene spotted Lucas walking toward the kitchen from the corner of her eye. She immediately told the tutor to wait before running off to the kitchen."Mr. Lucas, are you hungry? I made pancakes for you. I think it's gone cold now. I will heat it up in the microwave." She knew that Lucas had come to the kitchen because he was starving and darted into the kitchen to get to work."I made some stew as well. You said you didn't want too much meat, so I didn't put much in. It's mostly vegetables. Have a taste." Irene placed the pancakes into the microwave before filling a bowl with stew from the pot."Mr. Lucas, there's pasta in that pot over there. Do you want some?""I'll do it myself." Lucas was facing the microwave and had his back toward Irene. Irene felt helpless when she could not see his face. "Mr. Lucas, I'm sorry! I know that I was wrong. Please don't be mad.""You are just a servant. Remember your place. Apart from cooking and cleaning, do
"He is just so unappreciative. It's rare enough that Kasey expresses interest in him, and he just ignores her. I would be over the moon if Kasey was interested in Noah." Mrs. Woods rolled her eyes. "Which university are you sending Lucas to? Turlington University?""I've contacted Turlington University, and it's not impossible to get Lucas in, but he will have to do so under a sports scholarship, and he might be reluctant to do so. After all, that means that he will need to go for training.""You sure care a lot about this son of yours!" Mrs. Woods said sarcastically. "Outside this family, he is a nobody, so I don't know why you are acting so carefully around him. Kasey Bennett is just having fun with the boy. I mean, she looks like the typical playgirl.""I'm not scared of him if that is what you are insinuating. He has recently been brought into this family and hasn't gotten used to everything..." Mr. Woods argued."He's been back for almost half a year and he still hasn't gotten
Lucas had run out of patience and did not want to continue the conversation. He thought that his father would just leave if he fell silent. To his bewilderment, Mr. Woods sat down on the couch and looked at him. "Come here. Let's talk.""What's there to talk about? Just say what you have to say." Lucas walked over in annoyance."Your mother called me." Mr. Woods watched as his son approached him. "Did you block your mother's number? She said she can't reach you, and when she tried to call you using a different number, you won't pick up.""Yeah, I blocked her number," Lucas admitted. "Is there anything else?"Mr. Woods took a few deep breaths and said, "Your mother was in tears when she called me. She told me that—""I don't want to hear it." Lucas interrupted him. "If that's all, I'm going back to my room.""Lucas!" Mr. Wood stood from the couch and hurried over to Lucas. "Your mother said a lot to me. She had told me that she had purposely not told you anything when she had me p
Irene had thought that he would remain in his room like he usually did, but he walked out carrying a black backpack."Mr. Lucas, are you going out?" She set the bowl down and walked toward Lucas.Lucas did not stop. He exited the front door. She had no clue as to where he was going.She stood by the door and watched as Lucas got into a car. The car drove off, vanishing into the distance, and she stared at it till it disappeared from sight. She felt that she and Lucas were heading down very different paths as she watched the car vanish from sight. She stood there, feeling the wind brush against her, then she returned to the kitchen, washed the dishes, and left for the Main Block's kitchen since she did not know if Lucas would come home for lunch.Lucas had completely shut her off, and their interaction was so limited that even normal employers would communicate with their servants more often."Mrs. Flores, let me help you with that!""Is Mr. Lucas out? I heard that he is traveli
There were quite a few countries between the two countries. Even if she took a flight, it would be a long flight."Irene, you don't have to help out in the kitchen anymore either. You can return home and rest. You can go to school, too. After all, you have to sit for your exams soon," the butler said. "If you can get into Turlington University, you don't have to return the money you owe me. I know that it was your grandmother's wish, while she was alive, for you to get into a good university.""Sir, thank you. No matter whether I get into Turlington University or not, I will surely repay you," Irene said gratefully before leaving the Woods' mansion.Just like the butler said, her exams were coming up. She needed to use the time she had and study.When she returned to school after her long break, a few of her classmates approached her while she was at her desk. "Irene, I heard that your grandmother passed away, and you have always been working."Naturally, it was the teacher who
Irene placed a basin of water before Lucas. "Mr. Lucas, the things I said to Mr. Sam… they were not true. You know how people say things they don't mean when they are angry. I think that as long as you work hard, you won't be worse than Mr. Noah or Mr. Sam."Lucas finished washing his hands. He said coolly, "I don't care about your opinions on any of us.""That's good. Mr. Lucas, you should be like that. Just focus on your studies. Don't care about what other people say." Irene placed the basin aside and spooned some soup into a bowl for Lucas. "Mr. Lucas, you have to eat more. If you don't, I'll be embarrassed to take my pay."Lucas was speechless.Cooking a single meal was indeed easy work. Lucas did not have a huge appetite. Usually, Irene only needed to cook up two dishes and a soup."Mr. Lucas, are you good in foreign languages?" Irene asked when he had finished his food and began drinking his soup. "If you're going to Edelweiss, you have to learn their language."Lucas