“It’s colder here than in Cadiered. Keep yourself warm, Miss Simmons.”
Without protest, Lucinda wore the cloak.
She had a very important task ahead. She had to take good care of herself as she couldn’t afford to get ill.
Seeing the sadness etched on her face, Sonny asked in a gentle voice, “Miss Simmons, do you miss him?”
She nodded, her gaze still fixed on the snowflakes outside the window.
“What a breathtaking view! I wanted to capture it and share it with him when I returned, but then I remembered my phone was confiscated, and… He can’t see anything now.”
Sonny’s heart ached at her words.
Seeing her disappointment, he felt a pang of sorrow. If the mere thought of Nathan affected him like this, then he couldn’t imagine what Lucinda was feeling.
Because of her words, the room grew heavy with sorrow.
Sonny wanted to comfort her, but words failed him.
The silence in the living room was finally broken by a knock at the door.
Both of them snapped back to reality.
Lucinda glanced at the bugs on the table, and Sonny understood her unspoken request. He swiftly restored the bugs to their original positions, hurried upstairs to his own room, and locked the door behind him.
The knocking at the door grew increasingly violent, as if the person outside was impatient.
Lucinda opened the door calmly.
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As soon as the door opened, she found herself face-to-face with a man wearing an expensive coat. His delicate and handsome features remained unchanged, devoid of any signs of torture from his time in prison. His beautiful ice blue eyes sparkled, accompanied by a captivating smile. He possessed a gentle and unscrupulous charm, surpassing even that of most women.
His coat was slightly damp from the snow, indicating his eagerness to reach her.
If this encounter had taken place seven years ago, she would have been captivated by his presence.
But now, no matter how handsome he appeared, he only stirred disgust within her.
“It’s been nearly a week since I last saw you. You may appear decent, but beneath that attractive facade lies an ugly heart. You’re nothing but a beast.”
Instead of growing angry, Kyson laughed, seemingly delighted.
“How sweet your words are! It’s been a week, and you’re still as beautiful as ever. My taste in women is impeccable, I must say.”
Lucinda turned her cold gaze towards the snow outside the window, disregarding his frivolity.
Kyson casually made his way into the living room, unbuttoned his coat and tossed it onto the sofa.