Marie creased her brows. She had never heard of Windmere Manor before. It was neither Lucille's nor Spencer's home. After five minutes, Marie sat on the couch in the living room, watching the wheelchair-bound person sitting before her. A recognizable face appeared in view. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say Marie looked horrified. It was the first time she had experienced such a shock in all 60 years of her life. If not for her healthy heart, she would've been scared stiff by now. "A-Are you… really Jane?" Marie stammered, her hands trembling where she'd placed them on her lap.This was utterly absurd.Jane, whom Marie thought had been dead for over 20 years, had suddenly appeared in the flesh before her. How could she not be shocked? She couldn't believe her eyes.Jane sat in the wheelchair with a blanket covering her legs. Her hands were clasped together and placed above her thighs. She looked so frail that it was as if a light breeze could blow her away. But that didn'
After a few seconds, Spencer noticed Lucille staring at him and looked up. He closed the folder and walked toward her. He leaned and asked softly while patting her head, "How do you feel?"Lucille blinked. She shook her head before smacking her slightly dried lips. "I feel hungry." Spencer chuckled. He helped Lucille sit up, but she couldn't lean back since her back was injured. Spencer poured her a glass of water before taking out a thermal lunchbox. He placed it on the overbed table and laid the food out in front of her. "You can only have chicken noodle soup for now." Spencer noticed Lucille's furrowed brows when she saw the food. "I made it myself." Lucille looked at Spencer and blinked. "If we were in a soap opera, the male protagonist would lie that his maid made it instead of directly telling the female protagonist he made it himself." Spencer's eyes glittered with affection. Playing along with Lucille, he asked, "Is that so? But why?" Lucille replied, "So that t
"We'll see based on how you perform," Spencer said. Lucille wasn't stupid. She knew what Spencer said was practically meaningless since it all depended on his decision. Meanwhile, Bailey and Lucas were looking at the couple through the glass window in the door. While Lucas' expression remained fairly composed, Bailey's mouth was in an "o" shape, indicating how taken aback she was by the scene.Damn! Were pigs flying or what?Bailey was utterly surprised by the groundbreaking scene. "My babe actually knows how to pout?" Bailey asked in disbelief. "And here I thought there was no chance she would pout in her whole life!" Lucas understood why Bailey was surprised. After all, he was equally surprised by Spencer's behavior. He'd seen Spencer blowing on the spoon right after Lucille had put it in her mouth. Wasn't Spencer a germaphobe? How could he tolerate that? "Spence actually didn't mind the fact that that spoon was in Luce's mouth?" Lucas asked. Lucas was standing behi
An unexpected guest had come to Windmere Manor. The phone call Spencer had answered earlier at the hospital hadn't been work-related. It had been about someone in Windmere Manor. Based on the people in the video Lucas had shown them, Mack had confirmed they were from Windmere Manor. He'd also discovered that the man who'd first discovered Lucille swimming up the shore at Solnine River—Tobias—was also associated with Windmere Manor. On top of that, Marie was also currently there. It turned out that every person they'd investigated was linked to Windmere Manor.Spencer was no stranger to Andrew. After all, the former was Jane's son-in-law. Spencer came to Windmere Manor for two reasons: to take Marie home and to find out why blood had been delivered to Lucille during her time of need."Excuse me, Mr. Callaghan." Spencer showed the chivalrous behavior deeply ingrained in him. Regardless of their purpose, they had still saved Lucille's life by delivering the blood so quickly.An
Spencer and Marie had the exact same thought—Lucille might not be happy if she found out the truth. She might even…Jane turned toward Andrew and said, "Please leave the room for us, Andrew." Andrew nodded before leaving the living room with Tobias and Draco. The men Spencer had brought with him also instinctively left the room, leaving Jane and Spencer alone.The two remained silent for a while. To Jane, Spencer and Lucille's marriage was something she hadn't expected. It was also something she hadn't managed to stop. "Why her?" Jane asked as she glared at Spencer. Spencer immediately understood what Jane meant. "It's always been her." His answer clearly showed that his heart had always been set on Lucille. Of course, Jane understood Spencer, too. She was surprised and eyed Spencer with more scrutiny. She'd had her reasons for arranging Lucille's marriage to the Quall family. But she'd never expected the Qualls to treat Lucille the way they had. "Why, Madam Jane? Why
"Me? I'm thinking about you," Lucille said without thinking. She extended her arms and waved them, blinking, and pouted, "Quick, honey. Help me get up. I slept so much that my butt went numb, and I felt like I was sinking into the bed." Lucille had never experienced such painful sleep before. It was all due to the injuries on her back and legs.She'd wanted to sleep on her stomach, but it would put pressure on the stitches in her legs. So, the nurses had ended up adding more padding to the bandage on her back wound, making it even thicker. Spencer wondered if Lucille had grown thicker skin after jumping into Solnine River. She'd never pouted so much before him. On top of that, she'd also kept calling him "honey" since she'd woken up. She used to only call him that when she needed his help or in bed when he forced her to. Spencer didn't help Lucille up by pulling her hands. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her neck, and gently helped her up by holding onto her shoulder. As
"Did you forget what Star&Ciel Group does? My nose is very sharp, you know," Lucille replied. She didn't mention she knew about perfumery. "But are you really not feeling well?" she asked. Spencer noticed the concern in her eyes. "I'm fine. Mack had someone set it in the office. They're worried that if I, the man who runs the company, were to fall sick one day, no one would pay their wages."They said it helps with stress relief. I never meddle with these affairs, so I just let them handle it." Spencer made up an excuse on the fly. Lucille was skeptical. "Okay." It seemed Lucille had a lot of questions today. She went on to ask, "How was meeting today? Did it not go well?" Spencer glanced at her and asked, "Why do you ask?" "You've been looking preoccupied since you came in," Lucille replied. Although Spencer had tricked and teased her earlier, she'd still sensed that something was on his mind. She stared at Spencer, waiting for his reply. "Yeah, there was a collabo
"Mavis? Why are you here?" Lucille asked as she saw Mavis entering the ward. "Don't tell me she found out I'm injured," she said nervously. She slightly straightened her back, trying to see if there was someone behind Mavis. But she accidentally pulled the stitches on her back. "Ouch!" Spencer was sitting by the bed, about to peel an apple for her, when he noticed the pain in Lucille's eyes. "Careful of your back injury." He quickly got up and urged Lucille to lie back down by pressing her shoulders. Of course, Mavis knew what Lucille was afraid and worried about. "Don't worry, Lucy. Ms. Larson didn't find out. I told her I have some private matters to attend to," Mavis said. "Oh, and Aaron had returned. Ms. Larson will be fine with him around." Despite Lucille's usual cool and aloof demeanor, she was actually afraid of Jessica's anger. While Jessica didn't get angry often and was usually warm and approachable, she could be an ignited missile when she found out Lucille wa