Chapter 92 Estella

As soon as the words left Roxanne’s mouth, an awkward silence befell the car.

Having realized what she had said, she instantly felt a pang of regret and lowered her gaze, not saying anything more.

Lucian stared at Roxanne’s side profile, his gaze dark and indecipherable.

Does she resist me this much? Why must she always push me to Aubree?

After a while, he replied coldly, “She still has something on and doesn’t have plans to leave yet.”

Roxanne gripped the steering wheel angrily.

How dare he! Aubree’s too busy to give him a lift, but that doesn’t mean I’m obliged to do so!

Unfortunately, with the way Lucian sat unmoving in his seat, Roxanne knew she’d never be able to chase him out of the car.As such, she had no choice but to start the engine and drive off from the Queens’ mansion.

the same time, Aubree marched out of the mansion and immediately

ado, she hopped into her car and

they had gotten onto the main road, Roxanne suddenly recalled something. “Where are you

to rush over to join Alfred for dinner. Now that he finally found a moment of peace, he could

massaged his temples to wake himself up. “To the

overtime?” Roxanne asked gently, her brows knitted as she glanced

merely hummed his acknowledgment, too tired to say anything

he always felt so relaxed when he

intention to

thought about how he was sitting right beside her, questions would start flooding

before their divorce. Lucian had once said Aubree was the only woman qualified to marry him and that their marriage had

a thorn

when she finally thought things through and decided to grant Lucian his

once I left, he’d immediately marry Aubree. But it’s been six years since then, and they still haven’t had their wedding. What on earth happened

mind, Roxanne instinctively glanced at the man beside her. She was on the verge of shooting the question when she once

Lucian and Aubree. What right do I have to question them when I’m nothing more than an outsider?

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