Upon meeting again, all their past hostilities resurfaced.
To break the tension, she coughed heavily, attempting to distract them.
With a soft voice, she gestured toward the dining room and said, âKyson, take a look.
Iâve prepared dinner for us, and even two bottles of good wine.
Itâs been a long time since we drank together.
Letâs have a good time tonight.
â
âOkay,â Kyson replied.
Kyson then turned his gaze from Nathaniel to her, looking at her tenderly before walking with her to the dining room.
âYouâre a great cook.
The dishes smell amazing.
I wasnât really hungry before, but now I suddenly have a good appetite,â Kyson complimented her.
âIâm happy you enjoy it,â she replied.
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From the staircase, Nathaniel observed the interaction between the two of them.
Despite Lucinda informing him of her plan for the evening, his heart ached as he watched her smiling at Kyson so happily.
When would he ever be treated with such kindness?
The two diners chatted and laughed, completely unaware of Nathanielâs angry expression.
During the meal, Lucinda presented the red wine she had prepared, eager to fill Kysonâs glass.
As she reached out, he stopped her.
âYou have a servant here, let him do it.
Why bother pouring it yourself?â
She was taken aback, but quickly regained her composure and smiled.
Setting down the wine bottle, she glanced in the direction of the staircase.
âNathaniel, could you join us?â Lucinda called out to him.
With a smug expression, Kyson sat up straight, as if he had been accustomed to good manners for years.
He kept his gaze steady ahead, waiting for Nathaniel to pour the wine.
As Nathaniel approached, Kyson turned to Lucinda and said with feigned surprise, âYou have something on your face.
Let me help you wipe it off.
â
Lucinda remained still.
Kysonâs eyes were full of affection as he reached out toward her face.
Before his hand could make contact, Nathaniel tightly gripped his wrist.
Fuming, Nathaniel scolded him, âBehave yourself.
Donât touch people you have no right to touch.
â