Unspoken Gestures

Given Lucian’s background and stature, he never had the need to put up a front with anybody.

Still, he had learned how to control his emotions and facial expressions, having been in the corporate world for so long.

Roxanne thought he was really feeling unwell when she saw him frowning.

Lucian raised his brows slightly and casually placed one of his hands on his stomach.

Roxanne continued sizing him up for a long while. I stayed with him six years ago, and I never knew he had gastritis. That being said, I don’t think he’s just acting. Is he acting weird because he’s experiencing discomfort in his stomach? Otherwise, why would he suddenly change the venue and decide to have a meal instead? Yes, that might be it.

Roxanne dispelled her suspicions and agreed to the suggestion through gritted teeth. “I’ve failed to consider your situation, Mr. Farwell. Since you’re not feeling well, you should decide what to eat.”

Lucian relaxed the hand he had on his stomach and flashed a subtle grin.

“I’