Chapter 97
In the hospital, Jack went to get Lucy’s diagnosis and then went straight to the staircase. He lit a cigarette while leaning against the wall.
He looked very clean in the morning, but now there was stubble appearing on his chin, and his eyes grew dim.
When he was punished to kneel in the manor, Lucy called him, whose voice didn’t sound right. She kept weeping, and blamed him for his ruthlessness and coldness, and mocked herself as a failure, which she never did before.
“I would never touch your heart no matter how much time had passed, and I’m the most failed woman on earth,” she told herself.
Even though she was perfect in every way, she ran into snags at every turn when it came to him, and she kept hurting herself so bad that she even couldn’t recognize herself now.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“The first time we met each other, I gave a small piece of cake to you just in order to get close to you, and you looked up at me with an annoyed expression because you were playing phone at that time. I was so frightened, but when you saw the cake in my hands, that expression disappeared. Even though there was a flash of doubt crossing your eyes, you still took the cake, and I was so excited that I ran away. Even if I ran from you, my heart stayed with you, and that was also the beginning of my suffering. You never loved me, and I’m such a loser. Today, I want to end all this pain.”
There was no voice coming from that end of the phone, and then he heard a clang.
Lucy met Jack at the banquet of the Warners for the first time, and she was completely attracted. Lucy was wearing an elegant white dress that day, just like a lily flower in its bosom, and many guys were trying to approach her, but her attention was focused on the boy who kept playing games in the corner all the time.
He was indifferent all the time, and looked like a type that people wouldn’t want to be messed up with. But she kept glancing at him that day at the banquet, and began to ask about him. She was very shocked and felt pity for him when she knew that he was the grandson of the Warners who had been missing for many years.
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“She would have been dead if she was sent here a little later. She lost too much blood, which caused great damage to her body. She would remain unconscious for at least half a month, and she didn’t seem to have a strong desire to survive. Therefore, the period is very important, and she must take in enough nutrition, and you have to talk to her often to wake her up soon.”
Those words the doctor said kept echoing in Jack’s brain, and then he vomited one mouth of smoke. He took off the cross he was wearing on his neck and squeezed it with his fingers while leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.
“Jack, I want to give this cross to you. It’s my amulet, and it will protect you as well. I will be sad if you hurt yourself again.”
The voice was so krystal-clear as if it was reverberating around the valleys in the mountain, and there was a painful expression on his face. Anna, the girl he loved, never appeared after so many years.
He drew on his cigarette while trembling, and threw the butt away, grinding it on the ground, and then he came back to ward.
Lynn got up early in the morning to finish her work since it would be too burning hot if she got up late. She wanted to finish her work while the sun hadn’t shown itself yet. Lynn was sitting in the living room and ate some French fries since the breakfast was not ready.
She was starving because she got up too early for work.
Katrina came again as if she had to show her respects to Chelsea every day, and the two of them were chatting on the sofa.
Chelsea had no reason to be hard on Lynn anymore since she had done her job.
Benson, who was wearing a grey coat instead of the suit, went downstairs and was holding a phone in his hand. He walked into the living room in long strides, looking very handsome. Lynn took a look at him and then averted her gaze immediately. She put a French fry into her mouth, thinking to herself, ‘it’s so lucky of him to be born with such a handsome face.’
Katrina became glad immediately after Benson came there.
“Good morning, Benson.”
Benson nodded slightly without even looking at her, and then he turned to look at Lynn, staring at her beautiful face, and frowned.
“I told you to refuse the wedding photo shoot, didn’t I?”
He received a phone call from the Warner Family’s manor, and Vita told him the date of the wedding shoot, telling him to arrange his time since the spot and photographers had been appointed.
He was surprised that Lynn didn’t decline this. He thought she had already coped with this thing since she didn’t mention it last night.
Everyone was looking at him after he said those words.
Lynn almost choked on the French fries, and she had forgotten about this.
Lynn felt awkward, and shook her head, “I tried, but Mrs. Warner didn’t agree.”
Benson was staring at her without any expression after she said those words as if he was blaming her. Lynn felt aggrieved for she really strained every nerve of her to persuade his grandma to decline this yesterday. But his grandma was so clever that there was not a single opportunity that she could take advantage of.
“Don’t look at me that way. I didn’t do it well anyway. You do it yourself if you can,” Lynn got in a sulk.
Chelsea was stunned for a while, and kept asking.
“Benson, you are going to take those wedding photos? Why didn’t I know about this? Did your grandmother tell you to do so?”
Obviously, Chelsea was very dissatisfied after hearing this for she looked down upon Lynn at the very beginning and didn’t want her son to take the wedding photos, thinking it was such big trouble.
“Benson, you are married anyway. It’s no use taking the photos now,” Katrina said with a jealous tone.
Benson looked at the two of them, and frowned even harder. The reason why he asked about this was that he thought Lynn had already dealt with it and declined the shoot, but it turned out that she didn’t.
“Well, it’s what grandma wanted.”
“I think it’s no use taking those wedding photos.”
After hearing all of this, Chelsea turned to glare at Lynn, as if she was blaming her because she knew that her son asked Lynn to persuade his grandmother to decline the shoot, but she didn’t do it well. And now the shoot must go on.
“Lynn, tell me the truth. Did you even tell Mrs. Warner about this or not?”
“Benson, don’t let her fool you. She is the one who wants to take the wedding photos here, so she didn’t even persuade Mrs. Warner at all. You should never let her do that. Maybe she only wanted to fawn over Mrs. Warner so that Mrs. Warner would set her mind to ask you to take those photos.”
Lynn crumbled the French fries in her hands. She knew how hard she tried to explain, they wouldn’t believe her at all. She realized that there was nothing she could do to remove the stigma of her name.
The originally harmonious atmosphere was spoiled suddenly, and Katrina and Chelsea were glaring at her.
Benson touched Lynn’s heel with his tiptoe, and said suddenly,
“Get up now. Let’s go.”
Lynn was confused, “Where?”
“Go to work.”
Benson was walking towards the door while saying this.
“You haven’t had breakfast yet,” Chelsea shouted behind him.
“Neil ordered some morning snacks for me. I’ll have breakfast at the company.”
Lynn got up, and followed behind him. Although she didn’t even know what did Benson mean, she knew it would be a disaster if she stayed for breakfast.