Nathaniel was trying to come up with an excuse to avoid going with her; now that she asked, he decided to take the opportunity.
âAlright, Iâll stay here in the villa and wait for your return,â he replied, his voice becoming slightly softer as he spoke, though Lucinda didnât seem to notice as she was engrossed in reading the confession.
While he spoke the last few words, Nathanielâs voice became low, but Lucinda was too absorbed in reading the confession to notice.
âLevi has hidden so well,â she muttered in frustration.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow.
âYou seem quite familiar with him.
Have you been to the Simmons family estate before?â
Nathaniel had suspected that Lucinda might be a member of the Simmons family, but she had always denied it.
Now he couldnât resist teasing her.
Lucinda looked at him with raised eyebrows.
âI donât know him, but I know Cyrus.
Perhaps because Cyrus treats me so well, other members of the Simmons family are jealous and want to hurt me.
â
âOh really?â Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
He tried to hold back a laugh.
When he looked up, he saw that Lucinda was staring at him with a piercing gaze, analyzing his expression.
He quickly composed himself, adopting a stern and angry expression.
âWhy would you say that? I donât believe Cyrus is that good to you,â
Nathaniel replied, feigning annoyance.
Lucinda grinned and playfully rested her chin on her hand.
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âAre you jealous again?â
Ignoring her question, Nathaniel lowered his head and muttered, âIâll make breakfast for you.
â
After he turned around and left the room, he couldnât help but smile helplessly.
Lucinda smiled to herself and began planning their trip back to Stastle, still pondering Kysonâs words.
Sally deliberately woke up a quarter of an hour earlier than usual while Nathaniel was preparing breakfast.
Clad in a lovely yet enchanting light pink nightdress, Sally leaned against the kitchen door and tilted her head, watching Nathaniel as he cooked.
There was something undeniably charming about a man cooking, especially when he was as handsome as Nathaniel.
Sally couldnât help but feel pleased watching him.
Nathanielâs cooking was a sight to behold.