The Byrd family.
Lizbeth drove home and entered the hall sulkily.
The hall was brightly lit, and Mr. Byrd was flipping through a book while waiting for her. "Lizbeth, why
are you back so late today?"
"I went out for dinner with a friend and it ended slightly later!" Lizbeth answered impatiently and walked
upstairs.
Mr. Byrd put down his book and said, "It's almost 12 o'clock. What friends were you having dinner with
till so late?"
"You wouldn't know even if I told you! I'm already 27 years old and I'm not a kid anymore. Can you stop
poking your nose into everything I do?" He always asked so many questions, how annoying!
The servants shook their heads imperceptibly. Mr. Byrd just pampered Lizbeth too much, and that was
why she was so rude and arrogant.
"I'm not trying to poke my nose in your business. I was just asking casually. By the way, Jenson came
over this afternoon to look for you. Do you want to give him a call?" Actually, Mr. Byrd didn't really
approve of Lizbeth giving her whole heart to Arthur. He could tell that Arthur didn't feel anything for her
at all.
Lizbeth ignored him and stomped up the stairs in her high heels. Her father just fussed over her all the
time for no good reason!
"Alas, the older she gets, the more she worries me!" Mr. Byrd was slightly anxious because he only had
one daughter, and she still wasn't married at twenty-seven.
A servant smiled awkwardly and asked, "Sir, shall I get you a fresh cup of tea?"
"No, I won't be able to fall asleep." Mr. Byrd batted his hand.
Lizbeth went into her room and slammed the door.
She threw her handbag onto the bed. The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she felt.
Lucy had slapped her and even tried to hit her with her car. Besides, Lucy already had a b*stard child,
but she was still throwing herself at Arthur. What an evil and scheming woman! Lizbeth definitely
couldn't let Arthur get deceived by a woman like her!
"What should I do?" She paced the room a few times, but she still couldn't think of a good plan.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she thought of Jenson.
...
Lucy followed Arthur into Lindbarry Chateau. Everything looked the same as it had five years ago and
even the vase of white roses was in the same spot.
"Mrs. Johnson, you really are still alive!" Aunty Julianne came in. Seeing someone she hadn't seen in
five years, tears welled up in her eyes.
Arthur had always thought Lucy had many flaws, but Aunty Julianne liked Lucy throughout the long
time they had spent together.
When Lucy saw the only person who had been nice throughout those five years, her heart instantly
softened. "Aunty Julianne, I'm sorry for not visiting you for five years."
"Don't be sorry. I'm just glad you're alive!" Aunty Julianne dried her tears. "Mrs. Johnson, do you want
to eat fish? I'll prepare it now!"
She was getting old, and she thought that Lucy being alive and well was better than anything else!
"I'm fine, Aunty Julianne. I already had dinner. It's getting late, go get some rest." Aunty Julianne was
the only light in her dark memories of the past, and Lucy really treated her like a family elder.
While watching them, Arthur nearly went mad with jealousy.
Lucy ran away every time she saw him and was reluctant to speak to him. However, when she saw
Aunty Julianne, she kept smiling.
"Aunty Julianne, go get some rest." Seeing that they were about to keep chatting, Arthur stepped up
and said sulkily.
Only then did Aunty Julianne notice Arthur and his wounds. Her eyes widened instantly. "Sir, how did
you get hurt? Give me a moment, I'll get the first aid kit and disinfect your wound, then bandage it for
you!"
"There's no need!" Arthur shot Lucy a glance and refused her bluntly. Then, he sat down on the couch
and snorted as if the pain was nothing.
Aunty Julianne had worked for him for many years. At that moment, she could already guess his
thoughts. "Mrs. Johnson, my eyesight is getting worse, and I can't see clearly at night. Could you help
Mr. Johnson bandage his wound?"
Aunty Julianne thought, 'Mr. Johnson is such a softie who acts tough. If he wants Lucy to bandage his
wound, can't he just say so himself?'
Lucy glanced at Arthur's leg that was stained with blood and licked her dry lower lip. She looked
conflicted.
His wound seemed to be very serious. Shouldn't he get treated by a professional?
Seeing that she was about to refuse, Arthur spoke up first with a stormy expression, "You want her to
bandage my wound? I'd just die faster!"
Aunty Julianne sighed secretly. Arthur was the champion at saying what he didn't mean!
However, since Lucy cared about Arthur that much, she would definitely help him bandage his wound!
"For your survival, I'd better not do it then," Lucy said expressionlessly and looked at Aunty Julianne,
who was very shocked. "Aunty Julianne, where will I be sleeping tonight?"
"Huh? Why, aren't you going to share a room with Mr. Johnson?" Aunty Julianne was so shocked that
her words were jumbled. Were pigs going to fly next? Lucy was actually giving Arthur the cold shoulder!
Arthur snorted coldly and went upstairs after not receiving a single word of concern although he was
seriously injured.
Lucy didn't give a d*mn about his tantrum and said to Aunty Julianne, "Aunty Julianne, are there any
clean guestrooms that I can sleep in?"
Arthur, who was already halfway up the spiral staircase, paused and glanced at Aunty Julianne coldly.
Aunty Julianne sensed his warning and cleared her throat. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I kept thinking that you
would share a room with Mr. Johnson, so I did not clean any of the guestrooms."
God have mercy on her. She didn't want to lie, but Arthur forced her to!
Only after hearing that did Arthur continue walking up the stairs with an icy and arrogant expression.
"Alright then, rest well, Aunty Julianne." Lucy smiled at her and walked up the spiral staircase after a
moment's hesitation.
From the beginning to the end, Arthur was only interested in her body. This result was expected... but it
was still hard to accept.
Lucy tried her best to walk as slowly as she could. She didn't want to face the reality, but she soon
arrived at the door to the master bedroom.
It had been more than five years since she was last there. She took a deep breath before opening the
door bravely...
"!"
She nearly screamed when she saw Arthur, who was only wearing briefs, with his left leg covered in
blood!
He had broad shoulders, a slender waist, muscular chest, and defined abs. The sight of him was
enough to give anyone a nosebleed. Although Lucy was against him right then, she had to admit that
fact.
"Who said you could come in?!" Arthur scolded her sternly, but he turned towards her self-absorbedly
so that she could see his perfect figure.
Lucy fixed her gaze above his neck and said sorry. She grabbed the doorknob, planning to get out.
"Ouch!" Seeing that she was about to leave, Arthur had no time to consider of his means were too
lowly. He hissed in pain and fell to the floor.
He clutched his left leg that was still bleeding. A look of real yet slightly exaggerated look of pain
masked his handsome face.
At the strong scent of blood, Lucy hesitated and squatted down. "Arthur, let's get you to the hospital."
He didn't complain about the pain, so she thought his injury wasn't serious. However, when she looked
closely, she realized that his leg was swollen badly, and it looked very frightening.
Arthur glanced at the book of tips on how to win a woman's heart hidden under the pillow and stopped
himself from saying he didn't want to go. Instead, he said with a pained look, "I can't walk anymore."
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