Chapter 505 – Her Sudden Departure: A Tale of Love and Redemption (Lucian & Roxanne)

“Come in,” he responded in a low voice.

Soon, the door opened, and he heard his mother’s voice ring out. “I heard from Dr. Elswick that you’re sick. How are you feeling?”

Lucian’s brows drew together sharply as he turned toward the direction of the voice.

By then, Sonya had already walked over to his bed, pulled up a chair, and sat down with a frown.

“Dr. Elswick says it’s because you’re overworked. He also said something is bothering you. Is it because of Roxanne? What makes her worth your worry? Back then, that woman left without a word. She was gone for six years. Did she ever consider your feelings?” Sonya said, looking utterly mystified.

Lucian could not be bothered to argue with her and merely replied, “You’re overthinking. I’m a little tired. I want to take a nap.”

After saying that, he ignored her and closed his eyes.

It was evident to Sonya that he was trying to avoid the topic, and anger rose within her.

“It’s not that I don’t care about your health. It’s just that the cause of your illness is completely unacceptable to me!”

He opened his eyes again and glanced at her. “If you care that much about me, let me rest.”

Sonya still felt like venting, but she suppressed the urge to do so when she saw how ill he looked.

She glared at him for a few seconds, then stood up expressionlessly. “I’ll get Aubree to come and look after you. You’d better not send her away.”

With that, she spun on her heel and left.

Catalina felt a sense of helplessness at the tension hanging in the air between the duo.

Nonetheless, when she saw Sonya go downstairs, she still had to hurry after her respectfully and send her off.

After watching Sonya leave, she turned around and went back upstairs.

She thought of saying that since Lucian was not feeling well and Sonya had purposely come to visit him, the pair could take the opportunity to reconcile.

However, she swallowed her unspoken words when she remembered that Sonya wanted to tear Lucian and Roxanne apart.

By the time she returned to the bedroom, Lucian was already sitting up, leaning against the headboard and working.

Catalina’s heart sank. “Mr. Farwell, you should rest for a while.”

He lifted his gaze and glanced at her. “That’s not necessary. I’ve already slept for a long time and have had enough sleep.”

Knowing that she would not be able to change his mind, Catalina fell silent.

After a while, she thought of something and said hesitantly, “Mrs. Farwell mentioned that she’d get Ms. Pearson to come by. When she comes…”

Should I let her in or ask her to leave?

Lucian knew what the woman was thinking. He frowned and was silent for several seconds. Then he answered, “Let her be.”

Clearly, my mother is annoyed by my attitude. If I don’t put up with what she wants for a bit, I’m afraid she’ll go and stir up trouble for Roxanne.

After getting a clear answer, Catalina breathed a sigh of relief and left the room.

Sonya was a woman of her word. That afternoon, Aubree appeared at the Farwell residence door. Catalina gazed at Aubree on the video intercom screen. Recalling Lucian’s instructions, she let her in.

Aubree had a thermal container in her hand, and she headed for the stairs as soon as she walked in. “Ms. Pearson,” Catalina called out, wanting to tell her that Lucian was working and not to go up and disturb him.

To her surprise, Aubree acted as though she was invisible and went straight upstairs. As the older woman watched Aubree waltz off, her thoughts inadvertently turned to Roxanne.

It’s just as I thought. In comparison, Ms. Jarvis is still a much nicer person. She sighed, then quickly hurried after Aubree.

Aubree walked up to the door to Lucian’s bedroom. She raised her hand to knock on the door, then entered the room without waiting for a response.

“Lucian—” She broke off abruptly when she saw him sitting on the bed and working. “Why are you up? Mrs. Farwell told me you were resting.”

Lucian was in the middle of going through his emails. When he heard what she said, he looked up impatiently and glanced at her.

“Even if I was resting, does it mean you can barge in like this?”

His retort left her speechless. After a while, she finally explained guiltily, “I was just worried about you after hearing Mrs. Farwell say that you’re feeling under the weather.”

After saying that, she composed herself and approached him with a concerned expression. Then she opened the thermal container.

“I made this broth earlier this afternoon after learning that you were ill. Hurry up and try it.”

As she spoke, she made to serve him some broth.

However, he did not even spare her a glance as he replied, “No, thanks. I’ve already had lunch.”

She paused. “It’s just a little broth. It won’t be very filling. My mother makes it for me whenever I fall sick.”

A hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes as he stared at the broth she placed in front of him.

Catalina had been a few steps behind Aubree. As soon as she walked into the room and took in the scene, she cleared her throat helplessly. “Ms. Pearson, Mr. Farwell is running a fever. It’s best if he doesn’t have anything too oily.”

I’m just telling the truth. Apart from that, it’s also because I can see Mr. Farwell doesn’t want to pay her any attention. If things go on as it is, I’m afraid the atmosphere will become very strained.

Upon hearing that, Aubree froze.

Lucian gazed up at her impassively, then reached out and brushed her hands away. “I appreciate the thought, but there’s no need to do anything unnecessary.”

Aubree looked upset. “It’s my fault for not taking that into consideration. How about I help to make dinner? I’ll make you some risotto.”

“Catalina will take care of it. You don’t need to trouble yourself,” he replied flatly.

At those words, Aubree pretended to frown helplessly. “But… Mrs. Farwell asked me to come here to look after you.”

Lucian’s expression darkened when he heard her bring up his mother.

Sensing a shift in the atmosphere around him, she quickly stopped talking.

“I’m tired. I’m going to take a nap.”

Lucian set aside his phone and swept his gaze over the two ladies in the room.

“Ms. Pearson, why don’t I take you downstairs to get some rest?” Catalina hurriedly piped up.

Needless to say, Aubree was unwilling to leave just like that.

However, Lucian was already lying on the bed with his back toward them, evidently having no intention of conversing with them any further.

Seeing that, Aubree had no choice but to follow Catalina out of the room.

Once outside the room, Catalina stepped aside respectfully to allow Aubree to walk ahead.

As Aubree brushed past her, Catalina clearly sensed her shoot her a displeased look.

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