Nathaniel was trying to come up with an excuse to avoid going with her; now that she asked, he decided to take the opportunity.
“Alright, I’ll stay here in the villa and wait for your return,” he replied, his voice becoming slightly softer as he spoke, though Lucinda didn’t seem to notice as she was engrossed in reading the confession.
While he spoke the last few words, Nathaniel’s voice became low, but Lucinda was too absorbed in reading the confession to notice.
“Levi has hidden so well,” she muttered in frustration.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow.
“You seem quite familiar with him. Have you been to the Simmons family estate before?”
Nathaniel had suspected that Lucinda might be a member of the Simmons family, but she had always denied it. Now he couldn’t resist teasing her.
Lucinda looked at him with raised eyebrows.
“I don’t know him, but I know Cyrus. Perhaps because Cyrus treats me so well, other members of the Simmons family are jealous and want to hurt me.”
“Oh really?” Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
He tried to hold back a laugh.
When he looked up, he saw that Lucinda was staring at him with a piercing gaze, analyzing his expression.
He quickly composed himself, adopting a stern and angry expression.
“Why would you say that? I don’t believe Cyrus is that good to you,”
Nathaniel replied, feigning annoyance.
Lucinda grinned and playfully rested her chin on her hand.
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“Are you jealous again?”
Ignoring her question, Nathaniel lowered his head and muttered, “I’ll make breakfast for you.”
After he turned around and left the room, he couldn’t help but smile helplessly.
Lucinda smiled to herself and began planning their trip back to Stastle, still pondering Kyson’s words.
Sally deliberately woke up a quarter of an hour earlier than usual while Nathaniel was preparing breakfast.
Clad in a lovely yet enchanting light pink nightdress, Sally leaned against the kitchen door and tilted her head, watching Nathaniel as he cooked.
There was something undeniably charming about a man cooking, especially when he was as handsome as Nathaniel. Sally couldn’t help but feel pleased watching him.
Nathaniel’s cooking was a sight to behold.