CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 95: REVEALING THE SECRET OF THAT NIGHT

Adrian Lancaster sat in the chair, looking at her with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, but Faye Turner’s eyes were full of sincerity.

"Are you in a bad mood today?" She sensed it.

The man did not answer.

The girl could only withdraw her gaze and patiently apply medicine to him, her movements infinitely gentle, "I can’t help you share the pressure from work, but I certainly won’t cause trouble for you. No matter how much Grandpa likes me, I will firmly stand by your side."

Hearing these words, he was not moved, because his heart had long been hardened like a rock.

After a while, Adrian Lancaster asked puzzledly, "Why are you treating my wound?"

Faye Turner did not stop her actions, blurting out, "Because I want to earn your trust and make you understand that I sincerely want what’s best for you."

"Then you’d better not fall in love with me," the man replied in a low, deep voice, "I won’t divorce, just to make Grandpa happy. I don’t completely reject you, it’s that I’m willing to accept this marriage."

"I know, you have someone else in your heart," Faye Turner smiled, hiding her disappointment and seemingly indifferent as she asked, "Her name is Sienna, right? Is ’A Love for Ages’ your promise to her?"

Adrian Lancaster’s eyes slightly narrowed, lifting his gaze to look at her sharply, "How do you know about Sienna?"

Perhaps his voice was too cold, causing Faye Turner to pause and shiver slightly.

When she lifted her gaze, she saw his face covered with a frosty expression. The next second, the man angrily grabbed her wrist and coldly questioned, "Speak! Did you investigate me?!"

Faye Turner was frightened by him.

She held a bowl in one hand and a scraper in the other, trying to ignore the pain from her wrist.

Concealing her sadness, she answered calmly, "That night, you drank and while... being with me, you called out Sienna’s name. You mistook me for her."

After hearing this, something flashed in Adrian Lancaster’s eyes. He didn’t remember this happening.

Faye Turner observed his expression, and in the silent silence saw him gradually retract his anger and slowly release her hand.

As for Faye Turner, she seemed unaffected, withdrawing her gaze and bending over to continue applying medicine to him.

In this silent silence, Faye Turner felt immense sadness.

The old burn was prominent, crawling hideously on his arm, the healed skin already wrinkled, even ugly.

No one knew he was injured, not even Grandpa.

"So, will you take me on your business trip tomorrow?" In the end, she calmly asked, so she could prepare early.

Grandpa’s wishes were something Adrian Lancaster dared not defy, but he didn’t want to take her, "You stay at the hotel tomorrow night, don’t come back."

Because Grandpa installed surveillance at home.

"Understood." Faye Turner nodded, not feeling upset, as there was no real affection between them, "You rest early, I’ll go shower."

After showering, Faye Turner found a very important message in the work group chat.

It meant that everyone didn’t have to sit in the office, they could go out and seek inspiration or create at home. Anyway, a submission was required within ten days, with only two weekly check-ins at the company.

The first round of review work was approximately ten days later.

Faye Turner was very happy, because recently it had been raining, and she could find more spider webs, embrace nature, discover beauty, and thus inspire creativity.

Adrian Lancaster did not have dinner; he had been at home since work, waiting for her, thinking she deliberately lost the wedding ring, sulking for a while.

He hated the feeling of being abandoned.

Faye Turner hadn’t had dinner either; she had been searching for the ring, dizzy from the effort, her eyes sore.

So she was really hungry, ready to cook dumplings.

So she went to the door and asked him, "Adrian, would you like some dumplings?"

Her tone was calm, not angry at all, as if she had forgiven his attitude tonight.

Adrian Lancaster turned and looked at her but did not answer.

After a while, she turned and walked into the kitchen.

Adrian Lancaster was in the master bedroom, sitting on the sofa by the window, the rain outside still drizzling and hitting the glass, indeed in a bad mood today.

But he also realized he shouldn’t have gotten angry at her.

Drank and mistook her for Sienna?

So many days have passed, yet this girl hasn’t reacted at all? How big is her heart?

Knowing she is just a substitute, and still acting unaffected, her inner strength is not ordinary; Adrian Lancaster’s eyes deepened, and this matter also made him unhappy.