"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
Lucille pouted and blinked with a pleading expression. Mavis was mindblown by the sight in front of her. What on earth was she seeing? Did Lucille have a hidden personality? She'd never seen Lucille pout in her entire life. This couldn't be! Lucille looked nothing like the cool, aloof, and arrogant woman she knew. The change in her behavior was so drastic that Mavis even wondered if she'd come into the wrong ward.Mavis sized Lucille up and confirmed that the woman before her eyes was indeed Lucille, the leader of Otearl Alliance. She wondered if she should let the others know that Lucille had developed a second personality. The thoughts running through Mavis' head were so intricate and overwhelming that she struggled to voice them. There was no way she could describe what she was seeing."Just a bite." Spencer looked up at Lucille after he finished peeling the apple. Lucille smiled gleefully and nodded before turning to the petrified and neglected Mavis. "Mavis, could yo
Just when Ian was getting impatient waiting in the car, his subordinate sent him a message, saying they'd seen Mavis, who'd taken Eunice away last time. While they had been watching her for a long time, they hadn't found anything useful. But this time, she'd appeared at the hospital. However, when Ian rushed to the ward, he only saw three people—Mavis, Lucille, and Spencer. "Oh hi, Ian. Why are you here to visit me again?" Lucille asked in a mocking tone. "Didn't you just visit me this morning?" Ian said nothing. "Or are you here for Spencer?" Lucille asked again after not getting a reply. Once again, Ian remained silent. Of course, everyone knew he wasn't here for Lucille or Spencer. After a moment of silence, Lucille asked, "Not Spencer either? Then who are you looking for?" Ian squinted at the pale-faced Lucille on the hospital bed. But he'd only glared at her for a few seconds before Spencer blocked his path."Ian, this isn't the place to look for Eunice. She's
Lucille put down her hands from her head and said to Spencer with a wide smile, "Wow, honey. I think my head feels better now after you've patted it a little. No need to call the doctor anymore."Spencer also smiled. His eyes filled with deep affection for her as he realized she was becoming more and more adorable. Lucille's voice was just loud enough that everyone in the ward could hear her. Ian and Wesley were speechless. What on earth was she saying?"We need to talk." Ian suppressed the anger deep in his heart. He'd never faced failure in his whole life, yet he'd consistently been at a loss when facing Lucille. He shouldn't have allowed Eunice to interact with Lucille! Lucille knew Ian was talking to her. She and Spencer exchanged a look. Spencer patted her head. "It's up to you if you want to talk to him. If you don't want to, I can kick him out for you." Lucille smiled lovingly at him. Ian took a deep breath before pushing his tongue against the back of his teeth.
The next day, Lucille woke up to Spencer reading documents on the couch once again. He was on break because of the holiday, yet he never seemed to be on a break. He was always in work mode. "Honey," Lucille called. Spencer quickly set his documents aside and walked toward her. He was in casual clothes instead of a suit. "Are you not worried that Mack, Kent, or Seamus might switch jobs?" Lucille suddenly asked as Spencer helped her sit up. He helped tidy her slightly messy hair, tucking the ones around her cheeks behind her ears. "Huh?" Spencer was confused. "You're on break, yet you're still working. Don't they have to work overtime with you too?" Lucille asked. Spencer chuckled. "No one can afford them. Their pay is way too high." Lucille was speechless. "Are you flaunting that you're rich?" Spencer raised a brow as he stared at Lucille's groggy eyes and asked, "Am I not?" Lucille couldn't refute that. After Spencer carried Lucille to freshen up, Mack returned
Everyone fell silent. Spencer sighed. "The food you want to eat is too heavy for you. They're not good for your recovery." James had been about to scold Spencer for mistreating Lucille. But after hearing that it would be bad for her recovery, he instead said, "Lucy, how about we listen to what the brat said and eat something light for now? Once you recover, I'll have our chef cook you something nice every day." Seth quickly added, "Oh, Grandpa, who needs our family's chef when we have one right here? I'm sure Lucy prefers having Spence cook for her more than the chef!" James agreed. "Yes, that's right! Once you've recovered, I'll have Spencer cook whatever you want to eat every day. And tell me if he doesn't cook for you. I've got your back and will scold him!" The chef, Spencer, was speechless. James felt like he had missed something. He mulled over it for a moment before he remembered what it was. "Oh, yeah, Lucy," James said. "When he cooks you something nice, please t
If that was the case, Lucille could just settle her score with someone else instead. After all, there was no way she'd let anyone who'd been involved in this get away scot-free.Connor left after a while. Before he left, Spencer invited him to the reunion dinner at Layton Manor, knowing he wouldn't be returning to his side of the family. "Sure. Now if you'll excuse me." As Connor walked through the door, he turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, Spence, I assume Uncle Tucker will find out that Taylor's missing very soon. I'm sure he'll look for you about it." But Spencer wasn't afraid of Tucker. He nodded and replied, "Okay, got it." "I've got to go now." Connor said to Lucille, "Goodbye, Lucille."Lucille nodded. "Goodbye." "Honey, are we going home for the reunion dinner tomorrow?" Lucille asked Spencer.Spencer asked in return, "Do you want to go?" "Can I?" "Let's talk about it later." Spencer didn't immediately agree to Lucille. After all, it had only been two days
On the eve of Connection Day, a local holiday where families gathered to celebrate their bonds and support each other through monetary gestures, Lucille was on bed rest, receiving her IV fluids.Although she hadn't been one to look forward to a lively holiday like this one, when she would usually just have dinner with Marie and spend the rest of the occasion alone, she knew she couldn't spend a minute more in the hospital.It was dreadful and boring, and her intense desire to move around made her depressed yet frustrated. As she peered at the falling snow outside the window, she yearned to be a bird, soaring freely in the wintry sky.Spencer returned to the ward briefly after he left. It was cold and snowing outside, and he felt the chill seep into his bones. Once he entered the room, he removed his jacket and waited for his body to warm up before approaching Lucille.He had long noticed Lucille's forlornness the moment he'd stepped in."What's wrong?" He stroked her hair. "Do you