He was implying that he had no intention of bringing her back to the Farwell residence at all.
Having heard this, Aubree suddenly felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped over her. Determined to stand up for herself, she queried, “Will I be staying there alone?”
Lucian merely raised a brow and grunted in response.
According to Gina, Aubree only needed to stay away for a brief period of time. Him arranging a hotel stay for her was effectively a nod to the Pearson family’s kindness to him in days past.
At his affirmation, Aubree’s expression froze. She was unable to say anything for a while.
When she left the Pearson residence earlier, she and her parents had thought that things were going according to plan.
Alas, she had made an error. While Lucian had agreed to take her away, he never promised to bring her to the Farwell residence. She did not expect him to have booked a hotel room for her, though.
What on earth is this? Am I somehow unable to book a hotel room for myself if I wanted?
The very thought made anger burn deep in Aubrey’s heart, but she could not let it show. All she could do was suppress her temper to the best of her ability and seethe in silence.
Very soon, Lucian’s car pulled into the driveway of a five-star hotel.
Lucian opened the door first and stepped out. To his surprise, however, Aubree remained seated in the car. He could not tell what she was thinking.
“We’ve arrived,” came Lucian’s deep voice.
This shook Aubree out of her reverie. After forcing a grateful smile at him, she turned around and exited the vehicle.
The moment Aubree’s back was to him, her expression became gloomy.
One after the other, they entered the hotel.
Lucian had booked her a three-day stay in the presidential suite. After confirming their arrival, he gave her the keycard and spun around to leave.
Unexpectedly, Aubree started to sniffle again.
Arching a brow, Lucian impatiently turned around to look at the woman behind him before asking, “Is there anything else?”
Aubree looked up at him timidly and hesitated to speak. A while later, she mumbled, “I don’t really like sleeping in hotels. It’s also really late, and I’m scared of being alone.” With pleading eyes, she continued, “Can you escort me upstairs?”
Hearing this, Lucian gave her the once over warily but could not discern anything out of the ordinary. He also reckoned that since she had just fought with Samuel, it was not unusual for her to be in low spirits. As such, he said, “Let’s go.”
Seeing that he agreed, Aubree flashed him a smile with some difficulty. Timidly, she put her head down again and tailed after him from behind.
Out of his sight, a sly look flashed past Aubree’s eyes.
The two then walked in single file toward the elevator. Throughout the ride up, Aubree did not utter a single syllable.
Lucian had been busy the whole day. Given how tired he was, he was frowning and starting to let his mind go blank.
As the elevator approached the top floor, the doors slowly opened. Lucian immediately returned to his senses. Upon stepping out of the elevator, the sight of the dimly lit corridor made him frown a little.
Aubree quietly followed him from behind. When they arrived at the doorway, Lucian inserted the keycard and opened the door for her. He stopped and looked at her indifferently, waiting for her to enter the room herself.
Aubree paused, turning to look at the person beside her. She was silently asking why he was not going inside.
“You’ll have to make do with this for the next few days. I’ll try to talk things through with Mr. Pearson. Maybe I can make him calm down and see reason,” said Lucian coldly. He had deliberately turned a blind eye to her questioning expression.
Having heard this, Aubree became visibly crestfallen. “Lucian, have you really not figured out why I argued with my dad? Is that all you have to say to me?”
Lucian’s expression remained as mild as it was before. “You’re not going to want to hear what I have to say right now. I suggest getting some rest and not overthinking things.”
After saying this, Lucian turned around and left.
Aubree already looks slightly unhinged. I’m not sure what she’s going to do if I stay on.
Lucian did not want to cause any more of a scene than necessary only because of the kindness the Pearsons had once shown him and the fact Aubree had just been kicked out of the house.
However, he barely managed to walk two steps when he felt someone grab his clothes from behind.
Lucian could feel his heart sink. Maintaining the same impassive attitude, he turned around and said, “Let go!”
“I won’t let go! Lucian, I’m scared! Won’t you stay and keep me company?” Aubree’s face was a mix of pleading and determination as she continued, “At the end of the day, we’re still engaged! Nobody is going to bat an eyelid if you stay!”
“What nonsense are you blabbering now?” hissed Lucian angrily. “Aubree, let me go while I still have a measure of calm. I’m warning you!”
Aubree could not care less anymore. In the face of Lucian’s rage, she still refused to back down. Instead, she became emboldened and tugged at the hem of his clothes to close the gap between them. With her eyes shut, she leaned in to kiss him.
The disgust that Lucian felt at this moment was practically tangible. Just as she was about to meet his lips, he shoved Aubree away.
With her eyes still shut, Aubree was caught off guard as she was abruptly pushed away. She staggered back a few steps before falling to the ground in a daze.
“Have you lost your mind?” The chill in Lucian’s voice was quite terrifying to hear.
Aubree merely sat on the ground, taking a while to return to her senses. With bloodshot eyes, she looked at him and said, “I-I love you, Lucian! I was kicked out of the house because of you, but you brought me to a hotel? Have you ever considered my feelings?”
Unmoved, Lucian glanced at her. “You’d better not have any thoughts you shouldn’t have. Did you think we’d still have a future after what you did to Essie? You should know better!”
Her voice was shaky when she replied, “I’ve already apologized about Estella—”
Lucian cut her short impatiently. “I’ll pretend that this never happened today. However, I do hope that nothing like this ever happens again in the future!”
Without giving Aubree the chance to respond, Lucian left swiftly.
Lucian’s indifferent and cold attitude had tears filling Aubree’s eyes as the desperation in her heart soared to new heights.
She had thought that Lucian was going to take her back to the Farwell residence and that they could become even more intimate.
However, Lucian had brought her to a hotel instead and said very plainly what he thought.
They no longer had a future together!
Thinking of this, Aubree found it hard to breathe.
Aubree watched as the elevator slowly descended to the ground floor. The moment it came to a stop, Aubree dusted herself off and went back to her room.
She was not aware of how long she had been sitting in a daze when her phone suddenly rang, breaking her out of reverie.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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