Both mother and son spent the whole afternoon in the office, decorating the place and whatnot. They had worked up a sweat and were about to leave when they had an unexpected visitor. Only Scarlett was surprised; Lucas seemed unperturbed since he'd just encouraged the man to make more effort to win his mother over last night."Why are you here?" Scarlett asked, puzzled.Jonathan wasn't sure how he'd ended up here either. He’d ordered someone to tail her since he was afraid Phoebe and Tristan wouldn't let her go. He'd heard that she'd opened her own law firm in this area, and after he was done with work, he inadvertently found himself here. If he was honest, he had waited downstairs for half an hour, contemplating whether to come up. Upon seeing both mother and son bonding so happily, he immediately felt better, his heart filling with warmth. "I just… I was just passing by." Jonathan made the most pathetic excuse."Mr. Leonard, this is the 32nd floor. How could you just have been
Scarlett’s ruffled state brought Jonathan so much joy that he was already humming a tune in his head. He looked pleased, and his good mood was palpable. Lucas heard his mother screaming behind them, and he also noticed the obvious change in Jonathan's mood. He wondered if Jonathan found joy in his mother’s anger. Usually, Lucas would be terrified when his mother got angry and would try to make her happy, but Jonathan was happy instead. He believed that was the reason Lucas was loved by his mother while Jonathan was unable to win her over. He was delighted when he thought about it.They were both difficult people—one was domineering and the other was stubborn. Their personalities were like fire and water, and if they didn’t find a balance, it would be hard for them to get along. Seeing that Scarlett was still five feet away when the elevator doors began to close, Jonathan surreptitiously pressed the button for the doors to reopen. Scarlett assumed that Lucas had pressed the button
"Exactly. We'll go meet up with her later." Scarlett was so happy, she forgot there was someone else with them. "Macy? Who's that?" Jonathan wondered. From how Lucas addressed her, he knew Macy was a woman, but he was still vexed. Scarlett always smiled in front of other people but never at him, and he wanted an explanation. Even if Macy was a woman, he still felt uneasy about it. Yet he’d never considered why he felt uneasy. He gloomily stood at one side and listened to them chatter away without uttering a word. The heavy atmosphere that hung in the air finally made the mother-son duo realize something was amiss, and Lucas asked despondently, "Mommy, are we going home for dinner first before meeting Auntie Macy, or are we going straight to meet her?"“That’s a good question,” Scarlett thought. If she were to meet up with Macy, she'd have to get rid of Jonathan since she wasn't going to take him along with her, and that made her feel bad. She then decided there was only one w
"I'll be your assistant then. You can prepare today's dishes." Lucas generously passed the position of head chef to Jonathan, and he graciously accepted.Jonathan picked up the knife and skillfully cut up the carrots, with every piece equally sized, not one too big nor too small. Lucas was impressed with Jonathan's skills, and even though he still thought he was better, he was reassured that tonight’s dinner was in good hands. Scarlett was watching TV on the couch, but she wasn't paying attention as her gaze kept wandering over to the kitchen. It was a heartwarming sight for her to see the two of them busy together.The ring on her finger suddenly felt like it was exuding heat, as if it were burning her skin and punishing her for her infidelity. She glanced at the ring and touched it gently. She knew she should stop having second thoughts when she'd already accepted Dylan's proposal. Yet, if Lucas wanted to acknowledge Jonathan as his father, she would just let him be. She had me
Dylan trusted Scarlett to keep her promise and not go back on her word since she'd accepted his proposal. However, what he truly wanted was her heart, and he was worried that it would go to Jonathan. It didn’t feel good, and he didn’t like it. If that day came, he probably wouldn’t know what to do. He would be unwilling to let go. Jonathan was the only one who made him feel threatened. Back in Amerstica, Scarlett had been friendly with a few men too, but he knew that they were just platonic. Scarlett had always said Jonathan was just a friend, but he could sense that wasn’t the truth. Dylan might be sensitive and jealous, but that was because he loved her. He had stood silently beside her for the past six years, wanting to give her the world, but she didn’t need it. He knew she was a headstrong and stubborn woman; that's why he’d stood by her side, patiently waiting for her to look back, so that when she got tired, she could nestle into his arms for warmth and dependence. But s
Scarlett remembered the phone call a little too late. She only realized the call had ended when she hastily looked at her phone. "He wouldn't have heard anything, right? Otherwise, he would've called again," she thought. It would be weird to call back just to ask if he heard anything, so she suppressed her guilt and disregarded the situation in the end. “He probably didn’t hear anything.” She comforted herself. This made Scarlett pissed at Jonathan again. Why did he have to speak so loud? “Did he have to shout just for a bottle of vinegar?” She cursed at him while getting up to get the keys and go out."You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Lucas casually asked Jonathan. While Jonathan was smart and understood what Lucas meant, he hadn't expected him to figure it out that quickly. He usually didn't like it when other people could see through him, but it was different with Lucas. "Why ask when you know the answer?"Although he wanted Jonathan to end up with his mother, Lucas could
The both of them noticed Scarlett as well, but they continued cooking in silence. Scarlett surveyed the dishes, which were an assortment of her favorites. Grilled rib-eye steak, spaghetti carbonara, classic meatballs, fish casserole, and even her top favorite—baked potato with sour cream. When she'd lived in Amerstica, she’d missed Atville’s local dishes but wasn’t particularly good at cooking. The only dish she knew how to make was baked potatoes, and she never got tired of it no matter how many times she made it.Her mouth was watering just looking at all the dishes before her, and she was getting increasingly hungry. Without realizing it, she'd walked right in front of the baked potatoes. Just as she was about to take a bite, Lucas stopped her. Scarlett looked at Lucas with a pitiful expression, her gaze protesting, as if saying, “Why are you stopping me? I’m hungry!” Scarlett looked just like a shepherd dog in Lucas’ eyes—pitifully cute—and his heart softened. “Mommy, you
“Why don’t you guess?” Jonathan countered.“Come on, if I knew, I wouldn’t have bothered to ask.” Lucas griped to himself. He then replied smoothly, “Why don’t you guess what I’m guessing?” “Why don’t you guess what my guess will be?” Jonathan retorted immediately. “Are you having fun?” Lucas rolled his eyes. He couldn’t believe a grown man could be this childish. Jonathan wasn’t the type to give in. He said dejectedly, “I answered only because I was afraid you might feel lonely. Usually, I wouldn’t even bother to answer when someone asked.”Why did that sound so familiar? That’s right; he’d said the same thing to Mommy before. He looked disdainfully at Jonathan. “Is this what they mean by blood connections?” After further reflection, he realized he was probably overthinking things since strange coincidences weren't uncommon.Scarlett lounged on the couch ungracefully, holding the plate of baked potatoes and savoring each bite deliciously. Feeling content that she could f