They could have just left and settled down somewhere abroad where no one would find them. Therefore, if he really was the one who took her away, then there’s no reason for him to stay back in the villa, is there? He would only be taking the risk of getting discovered by you.”
Lucinda didn’t bother with a response.
She was in a fit of anger yesterday, and he got her wrong and then admitted it, so she didn’t think too much.
Now that she had had some time to think about it carefully, she realized that there were indeed a lot of loopholes in her original theory.
But if it wasn’t Nathaniel, then who else could it be?
Something dawned on her then.
Could it be someone from the Simmons family, the same one who had hurt her before?
But if that was the case, then how did they found out that she was alive? How did they even know that she was in Forden?
And why did they get Eleanor out of prison?
What on earth were they planning to do next?
Lucinda was still deep in her thoughts when Leon let out a frantic cry.
“Miss Simmons! Soup! The soup!”
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Huh? What the hell was he talking about?
“It is burnt! The soup is burnt!”
Only then did Lucinda notice the acrid smell of burning in the room.
She snapped back to her senses and quickly turned the stove off.
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Luckily, only the bottom layer of the soup got burned. The top, which wasn’t sticking to the pot, could still be eaten.
She gave Leon further instructions to investigate the matter before ladling the soup into a bowl.
She took it upstairs, and found that the door to Nathaniel’s room was slightly ajar.
Lucinda was about to push through it when she caught a glimpse of the man through the tiny gap. Nathaniel was busy applying some cream to his knees.
They were full of bruises and cut from having to kneel down last night.
Lucinda frowned. They had both knelt for pretty much the same Length of time, yet his knees looked far worse than hers.
Ever since he had signed their agreement, she had lost count of the times he had gotten on his knees, whether it was voluntarily or not.
She was also realizing that there seemed to be no shortage of wounds and bruises on his body.