A Night's Unsettling Encounter

Roxanne made every effort to calm herself down. She met Lucian’s gaze calmly and stated gently, “With you acting in such a manner now, Lucian, I’ll only find you even more of a stranger.”

As far as she remembered, he had always been calm and unruffled. In fact, he was rather apathetic.

At least, that was his personality six years ago.

At present, he had become unfathomable to her.

Perhaps that comment of hers worked, for she sensed the grip on her chin seemingly relaxing gradually.

She held her breath.

A while later, Lucian withdrew his hand and sat back in his seat. He gazed at her with a complex look in his eyes. “What exactly do you want?”

That question rang out before Roxanne could breathe a sigh of relief. At once, bewilderment swamped her.

It should be me asking him that. I’ve already made my stance clear as day. What exactly does he want?

“Never mind that you’re avoiding me, but you’re not even visiting Essie anymore. Are you really this callous, Roxanne?” Lucian pinned a sharp