She didn’t realize how the tilt of her head emphasized the corners of her eyes, making her look extremely seductive.

Lucas suppressed the sudden urge he felt to take her home and swallowed heavily. “Okay.”

He held onto his glass and gulped down two mouthfuls of alcohol that burned their way down his throat, trying to wash away his impatience.

Then, he closed his eyes and let out a sigh quietly.

“Ashlyn, have some soup.” Fae spooned some chicken soup into a bowl for Ashlyn.

Ashlyn looked at the bowl, her eyes starting to become dewy with emotion.

After her mother had passed away, she had never drunk chicken soup again.

She took a small sip. The familiar taste spread throughout her mouth, tasting more like her childhood than anything.

She couldn’t help but take another mouthful.

Fae’s brow clouded over with sorrow as if she were recalling something. “I had a really close friend when I was younger. She was the one who taught me the recipe for this chicken soup. Sadly…”

“Mom, what happened?” Joseph asked curiously.

said with a smile and a shake

gently held onto Fae’s slightly chilly hand. “What are you suddenly bringing this up

Fae stayed silent.

to finish everything.” Ashlyn felt a little helpless when she looked at the amount

had never really been a

looked at Ashlyn’s small, mildly stressed face. How cute. She was acting completely differently from her usual

and pulled her bowl towards

looked at him in surprise, as did the other Field

Wasn’t Lucas has mysophobia?

way

aware of how likable this young lady was. She wasn’t like the other rich young ladies who barely ate at the dining table, either from being picky

chuckle came from

“Is Mr. Field home?”

who lived in the neighborhood

loud procession of footsteps

instantly and

of police strutted in with a few policemen behind him,

Chase, what is the meaning of all

the superheroine

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