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.

Forget I said anything,” Fae said with a smile and a shake of

Fae’s slightly chilly hand.

Fae stayed silent.

everything.” Ashlyn felt a little helpless when she looked at the amount of food

really been a big

She

reached over with a long arm and pulled her bowl towards him before starting

as

Wasn’t Lucas has mysophobia?

was way

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 or from being on a diet, and messed

a loud chuckle came

“Is Mr. Field home?”

lived in the neighborhood never locked their

loud procession of footsteps followed

up instantly and walked toward

in with a few policemen

meaning of all this?” James asked,

chuckled. “I stopped by and caught sight of the superheroine in here. I rushed over so

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