The Abandoned Wife

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Chapter 91

After dinner, Alfred returned to his room to rest.

Roxanne followed him to give him one final checkup before heading downstairs to bid her goodbye.

“It’s so late now. Let me give you a lift home;” Jonathan piped up.

“No, it’s fine,” Roxanne replied with a smile. “You still have guests to entertain.”

Jonathan knew she was right and decided not to insist further. “In that case, please be careful on your

way home. Oh, by the way, I hope you won’t take my grandfather’s words to heart. At his age, he tends

to worry about things like that.”

Roxanne merely smiled and turned to leave.

“It’s getting late, and I still have work to do. I think I’ll be taking my leave now,” Lucian suddenly said

when he saw Roxanne walking out of the mansion.

Aubree, who had become very wary, decided to follow suit. “Oh, I’m also thinking about leaving. Let’s

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go together, then.”

“No. It’s not like we’re taking the same routes. I’ll be going now,” Lucian answered indifferently, striding

off before Aubree could say anything else.

As she watched him walk away, Aubree stood in a daze, her face frozen with shock.

Jonathan, too, couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Since dinner started, he could already feel something was wrong between Lucian and the two women,

but unfortunately, he couldn’t put his finger on it.

“Aubree?” Frieda mumbled, baffled at how stunned her friend was.

Thankfully, Aubree was brought back to her senses and quickly forced out a smile. “Well, I still have

work to do, so I shan’t disturb you guys any longer.”

Even though Jonathan and Frieda could tell that something was amiss with Aubree, they refrained from

asking any more questions. After exchanging a few more words, they eventually saw her off.

Once they were back in the mansion, Jonathan immediately turned to his sister. “Hey, how did you

know that Dr. Jarvis has kids?”

Frieda pursed her lips. “I saw them when I was out for lunch with Aubree. Oh, I also know that she’s

Lucian’s ex-wife! I can’t believe she had the gall to come back!”

Upon hearing that, Jonathan was momentarily shocked before realization dawned on him.

No wonder I had the nagging feeling that there was some awkwardness between Dr. Jarms and

Lucian! She’s the woman from six years ago!

Even after leaving the mansion and getting into her car, Roxanne still felt pretty unsettled from the

conversations at the dining table.

She took a moment to collect her thoughts and only started the car when she had calmed herself down.

All of a sudden, someone rapped on the window.

Roxanne whipped her head around in the direction of the sound, but when she saw who it was, she

looked away and pretended not to have heard anything.

Alas, the person outside knocked on the window again, going so far as to bend down to peer into the

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car.

Even though Roxanne knew no one could see her from the outside, she couldn’t help but tense up.

After some hesitation, she finally gave in and rolled down the window. “What is it?”

As it turned out, Lucian had been the one standing beside the car. When he heard Roxanne’s voice, he

calmly raised his brows. “I didn’t drive here today. Mind giving me a lift if it’s convenient for you?”,

With that, he reached a hand out for the car door.

Unfortunately, before Roxanne could even get her bearings, Lucian had already entered the car and

settled into the passenger seat.

He promptly fastened his seatbelt and added, “Let’s go.”

Roxanne finally came to her senses, but she was anything but pleased. “Where’s your chauffeur?”

“It’s already so late. Since I can easily get a ride, why should I trouble him to come all the way here!”

Those words rendered Roxanne speechless, and it took a while before she blurted out, “If I remember

correctly, Ms. Pearson hasn’t left either. I think she’d be happy to give you a lift.

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