Chapter 51 An Overnight Absence
In her twenty-plus years of life, Juliet had never seen such a handsome man!
She widened her eyes, staring straight at Myron, like an infatuated fool.
The memory of Wilber that had been lingering in her mind was instantly cast aside.
She reached out her hand from afar, adopting an affected tone.
"It hurts so much, could you please help me, mister?"
Myron frowned in disgust, didn't even spare her a glance, and walked away.
Juliet couldn't help but panic. She struggled to get up, but her buttocks hurt from the fall.
By the time she managed to stand up, the man was long gone.
Juliet bit her lip unwillingly, filled with resentment.
The sky outside the window was faintly starting to brighten.
There was a faint light shining on Luann's face in the bedroom. She leaned against the headboard, holding her phone, absent-mindedly watching the TV drama playing on the screen.
Occasionally, she would press the phone to check the time.
It was already four in the morning.
No messages, no calls.
The TV drama had just finished airing, and there was a faint sound downstairs.
Luann got out of bed barefoot and leaned on the window to look down, only to see that the servants had already...
I got up and went out to buy ingredients.
Luann let out a long sigh, placing her hands on the cool table and resting her chin lightly on her arm. Her gaze seemed somewhat distracted.
Click—
The door behind her made a sound.
Myron walked in and saw Luann looking back at him, slightly surprised, with a glimmer of light shining on her.
In her eyes was a clear expression of exhaustion.
You could tell she hadn't slept all night.
This woman...
She actually waited for him for so long?
"You're back," Luann spoke first, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home, showing deep affection between spouses.
A hint of joy flashed through Myron' heart, but he remained calm on his face, responding with a faint "humph" as he walked to the side to change his clothes.
Luann hurriedly walked over.
Myron's gaze swept from her pale feet and his heart skipped a beat. "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
"Huh?"
Luann looked down and realized she had been standing barefoot for over an hour.
Myron walked up to her, crouched down, and lightly touched her jade-like foot with his slightly cool fingertips.
Luann instinctively took a step back, feeling uncomfortable.
As expected.
Bone-chilling coldness; it felt like the cold air was piercing through his fingertips.
An expression of displeasure immediately appeared on Myron's face, his tone low, "Not wearing shoes will make you catch a cold. It's so cold inside the house, aren't you afraid of getting sick?"
Just as he finished speaking, Luann sneezed.
She sniffled innocently, blinking her eyes.
Myron sighed helplessly, carrying her sideways and placing her on the bed.
Luann smelled the strong scent of tobacco and alcohol on his body, mixed with a barely noticeable hint of perfume, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you go to the bar?"
"Yeah."
Luann pursed her red lips, showing a magnanimous and virtuous appearance, "You must be tired after playing all night. Go sleep and rest."
Myron's movements slightly stiffened.
Is she really not angry at all?
The sound of running water came from the bathroom as Luann sat on the bed, absentmindedly playing with the sheets with her fingers.
After a while, unable to resist, she got up from the bed and walked to the clothes rack, picking up the clothes Myron had changed and sniffing them forcefully.
Indeed, a strong perfume scent...
He went to the bar and even ordered company for himself?
The bathroom door lightly clicked.
Startled like a frightened bird, Luann quickly sat back in her original position.
Myron came out carrying a basin of hot water and placed it in front of her, gently placing her feet, which had turned into icy lumps, into it.
Luann looked surprised, her face full of astonishment, "What are you doing..."
"Take care of your own body," he said.
The hot water flowed and gently caressed her feet.
Her body, which had been cold for several hours, was instantly warmed.
After soaking her feet, Luann went downstairs to have breakfast and also took a day off from work.
She slept until three o'clock in the afternoon, only then did Luann wake up.
John saw her and she woke up and quickly informed, "Young Master has been waiting for you for a long time."
"He's here again?"
Luann casually put on a piece of clothing and went downstairs.
Alvin was lounging on the carpet in front of the sofa, playing games on the television. Upon hearing the commotion, he couldn't help but complain, "Are you the sleeping beauty? I came at ten o'clock and waited for you for five hours!"
"What do you need from me?" Luann sat on the sofa, and a servant brought her a cup of tea.
Taking a sip to relieve her dry throat, Luann crossed her legs and watched the racing cars on the television constantly colliding, controlled by Alvin.
Midway through the race, the screen flickered and then displayed four big characters.
Game over!
Ranking: Eighth.
Alvin angrily threw the game controller onto the sofa and turned to look at Luann, saying, "My grandmother's birthday is in five days."
Absentmindedly, Luann responded, "What does that have to do with me?"
Silenced by her remark, Alvin remained quiet for a few seconds before saying softly, "That's your mother-in-law. Does it have anything to do with you?"
Luann stared at him suspiciously for a while before slowly understanding the complex relationship.
"Got it."
With a self-satisfied smile, Alvin raised an eyebrow and said, "My grandmother specifically called me to invite you to her birthday party!"
Since getting married, except for his grandmother and Alvin whom she accidentally encountered, no one from the Curtis family had ever come to see her.
It was clear that they treated her like a transparent person.
Others may be fine, but even Myron's biological parents had not made a visit.
This sudden invitation was probably because they saw some news online and wanted to find out who she really was.
"What's wrong? Nervous? Afraid?" Alvin's hand waved in front of her.
Luann shook her head.
Afraid?
Nervous?
Non-existent.
"That's good. The rumors outside say that my grandmother is heartless, but she's not as bad as they say. You'll see that once you get to know her more."
"Okay."
Alvin picked up the controller and started another round, but he still ended up in last place.
"Darn! This game is against me, isn't it?"
"Shall I give it a try?" Luann raised an eyebrow and asked.
"You can?" Alvin looked at her skeptically.
Luann directly snatched the controller from his hand and effortlessly secured first place, displaying skilled turns and driving. If it weren't for the fact that Alvin had just downloaded this game out of boredom, one would have thought that Luann had been practicing for a long time!
"Cough... There's a difference between real racing and the game, after all."
"Don't let my poor performance fool you. My racing skills are top-notch; I'm not just boasting."
"If you're interested, I can take you for a spin sometime!"
Luann nodded. "Sure, no time like the present. How about tonight?"
Slowly turning his stiff body, Alvin replied, "Alright, let's do it tonight."
