Mission To Remarry

Chapter 793 A Misunderstanding

After sensing something was off, Roxanne pressed her lips together and did not utter another word.

Madilyn watched as the atmosphere between Roxanne and Lucian turned tense. She decided against stepping out, instead choosing to wait quietly in the car. Nonetheless, she couldn’t help letting her thoughts wander.

Lucian’s actions are making me second-guess myself. If Roxanne hadn’t told me he wanted to win her back, I simply wouldn’t have believed he was a man who would attempt such a thing. Besides, the way he’s acting doesn’t look like he’s trying to get in a woman’s good graces at all. It’s more like he’s trying to reclaim his territory.

The more Madilyn observed the former husband and wife, the more she leaned toward the theory that Lucian was merely trying to reclaim lost territory.

“You’re going out?” Lucian repressed his anger and cast a cold glance at Roxanne. The man was clearly feigning ignorance, for he already knew the answer to his question.

Roxanne felt somewhat guilty upon meeting the man’s eyes.

However, when she thought about the fact that she only met up with Jack because of work, her confidence began to rise, and she responded calmly, “There’s a contract-signing ceremony I need to attend in a little while. I’m afraid I don’t have time to attend to you, Mr. Farwell. I hope you understand.”

as he continued to probe, “Is

Roxanne. “How did

night. Moreover, Lucian has nothing to do with the project, so how did

living room, overheard their mother’s question, and guilt was written all over their little faces. Subsequently, they quietly turned around and began playing with

suspect her children at all. Instead, she wondered if the man in

to have seen through her thoughts, and his

of wariness in her eyes. “I don’t care how you

attending the contract-signing ceremony.” The man’s expression turned sullen, and

precise, Lucian was trying to

you done, Lucian? I’m

face when he heard her feisty response. “The so-called job you’re talking about, Ms. Jarvis, is it poaching

brows creased slightly, for she couldn’t understand