Chapter 23 For some reason, when Lucia saw Bishop, she felt like she was seeing an old friend.

She didn’t feel strange and awkward, but a little bit closer.

She suddenly thought of what the maid said just before dinner and suddenly understood, "By the way, when we were eating just now, why didn’t you come down to join us?"

"I like to be quiet."

Bishop smiled, and a trace of bitterness swept across his face, "Besides, my brother doesn’t like me…"

Lucia was amazed, and she did not expect such an answer.

She still wanted to ask the reason, but felt inappropriate, so she had to stop it, Bishop paused, raised his eyes to look at her, and bitterly asked her, "What about you, and will you also do not like me?"

"No!"

Lucia didn’t hesitate and subconsciously shook her head, "I think you’re very nice! Otherwise, why would you have given me the pen that you like? I gave that pen to my father, and he likes it very much.

I also need to thank you!"

Hearing what Lucia said, the gloom and sadness on Bishop’s face was suddenly swept away, and he smiled, just like a bright teenager.

"If you really want to thank me, why don’t you push me downstairs.

I want to go out in the yard to be in the sun."

Lucia agreed without a second thought, "Sure!"

She walked behind Bishop, took hold of the handle of the wheelchair and pushed him down the ramp on the side of the stairs.

The ramp that was apparently built specifically for wheelchairs, and the wheel fit tracks very well so that Bishop could go down steadily on his own without her.

Lucia didn’t think much about it, and slowly pushed him down the stairs while she was chatting with Bishop.

Bishop laughed loudly and could always argue with her, and they got along well.

When they got down the stairs, Lucia saw a maid standing not far away, looking at them with surprise and panic on her face.

Before she understanding this, she raised her eyes and saw August standing at the door of the small balcony, staring at them from afar.

August made Lucia frightening.

Just then, Bishop slowly turned his head and said with a light smile, "Lucia, thanks.

You just need to drop me off here."

1 Lucia was a little panicked, and she agreed.

Then she walked towards August.

Thinking about what Bishop had just said, that August didn’t like him very much, and when she had seen August’s expression, she was more guilty.

Walking to August, Lucia asked softly, "Are you… done with your business?"

"Hmm."

and walked

seeing August was about to walk out of the door, she quickly ran after August She jogged all the way to the path in the courtyard and reached

not good to leave

August coldly said, "No."

continued to

but to follow him out of the courtyard, and

August was

hurriedly pulled open the car door for them and got into

gloomy, "Back to our

sat aside, and

the car has been driving a distance, then

August replied coldly, "No."

know the

even didn’t belie

continued to ask,

all the way speechless, so the atmosphere in the car

at the

the car arrived at

and August opened the car

house, Lucia sighed lightly and

she quickly followed August and chased him

Lucia hurriedly quickened her pace and jogged to stop him, "Wait a

in front of him, August frowned, but did

took a deep breath and

me what

but he did

"It’s because of

and bravely asked, "I heard you hated him

his hand, pressed Lucia’s shoulder and pushed her against the

is a member

liked

a deep breath, and paused for a moment,

face went darker, "You don’t need to know

"Why?"

some reason, Lucia was very

unwilling to give in, and wanted to

and

said seriously, "I am

you can’t tell others can be

can be your tree

along, Lucia knew August was not bad, so she would love to be

firstly, but the next second, he sneered and

and slowly approached Lucia, "Why should I trust

was a little anxious when

didn’t

at by August like that,

I’m your wife,

flickered,

subconsciously dodged her gaze, and did not dare to look directly

pinched and she had to look

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