Chapter 156 Stitches in Time.
She glared fiercely at Felix, her eyes seemingly shouting. “If you can’t speak well, don’t open your mouth and save yourself the embarrassment.”
Yet Felix appeared oblivious, his expression calm, his tone indifferent as he continued, “I’m punishing you to redo the embroidery; if you don’t finish, you won’t leave the Brooker’s Villa”
Lauren was stunned, looking up at Felix with eyes misty with tears, bright yet pitiful. Such a gaze slightly heated Felix; he loosened his dark–patterned tie, his Adam’s apple rolling under the black silk in a dangerously alluring curve.
Kate caught on, her heart bursting with glee. “That little rascal finally got smart, knowing how to keep Laurie here with this trick,” she thought, not wasting her efforts.
Though the reasoning was far–fetched, Felix was never one to reason.
He addressed Lauren, “How does that sound, Ms. Bennett?”
This ‘punishment‘ was hardly a punishment for Lauren. At the Brooker’s Villa, she was well–fed, well–attended, with a large, well–lit bedroom and her own embroidery room to herself.
She was never disturbed while working, and the entire household respected her. It was the life she had always dreamed of.
“Okay,” she responded softly, her voice slightly husky, with a hint of barely noticeable delight.
Felix’s lips curved slightly, a subtle eyebrow raise revealing his inner glee. “The girl is as gullible as ever”
He squinted at Lauren, his gaze devouring her as if to consume her entirely, while Kate watched, inwardly clicking her
tongue.
No one knew better than she the kind of man her grandson was. In front of Felix, the sly old fox, Lauren was as innocent as a lamb–likely to be completely taken advantage of, yet still thinking of Felix as a kind–hearted man.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Felix was whisked away by a group of suit–clad men to discuss some arcane business
matters.
Kate looked at Lauren with a fondness, “Laurie, you must be hungry after the long day. Go have something to eat, talk to whoever you like, ignore those you don’t. Just follow your heart.”
“And, no alcohol,” she added with a tone like she was reminding her most cherished granddaughter, warm and full of
affection.
Lauren nodded obediently, grabbed a juice, and slowly walked to the balcony.
The night had already fallen; the dark sky was like a vast sheet of black silk, heavily draped overhead, sparsely dotted with
dim stars.
The night breeze, carrying a hint of coolness, lightly brushed her hair. She stood there quietly, as if merging with the tranquil night, her weariness and worries gradually dissipating.
Still, her head buzzed persistently, like a hive of activity inside.
It was a constant ringing in her ears, ever since she had been brutally beaten by Casey and his cohorts, causing her hearing to deteriorate.
After finishing her juice, she pulled up a chair and sat down, her arms weakly resting on the balcony railing, her head leaning
on her arms.
A wave of fatigue swept over her, and she slowly closed her eyes, soon slipping into a light sleep
After some time, Felix finished his socializing and glanced back unintentionally, spotting the curled–up figure on the balcony.
The dim light cast on her, outlining her slender silhouette. Felix’s gaze softened immediately, and he walked towards her uncontrollably.
Chapter 156 Stitches in Time
Finished
Her cheeks were slightly reddened from lying down for so long, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if even in her sleep she was not at peace.
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