The Abandoned Wife (Lucian) novel Chapter 896

Chapter 896 A Hint Of Wariness

Slowly getting to his feet, Lucian pinned a dark look on Roxanne, who stood at the door. “I really don’t know when you learned to use your kids to set me up, Ms. Jarvis.”

Roxanne’s eyes flickered, her gaze mystified. When had I ever done such a thing?

Glimpsing the innocent expression on her face, Lucian frowned and started to head in her direction slowly.

The instant Roxanne noticed his intentions, her heartstrings drew taut, and she backed away warily. Throughout it all, she kept a distance from him.

“Why are you drawing away if you’re not feeling guilty, Ms. Jarvis?” Lucian sneered.

Upon hearing that, Roxanne hesitantly stopped retreating, her brows furrowing imperceptibly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

His gaze gloomy, Lucian demanded lowly, “Don’t tell me it wasn’t because you were sure I wouldn’t ignore the kids’ calls that you had Archie phone me, Ms. Jarvis?”

Again, Roxanne clenched her hands by her sides and remained silent.

It’s true that I did such a thing, but… how was that considered setting him up? In fact, it was nothing compared to the methods he used against me previously!

Lucian’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Since you knew full well that I wouldn’t deny you entry with the kids present, Ms. Jarvis, why didn’t you come with them instead?”

When he spoke of that, he swept a probing gaze over her, his voice low and terse.

Subsequently, he continued, “Or did you take advantage of the interval to handle some ‘work’ with Mr. Damaris, Ms. Jarvis?”

In a seemingly inadvertent manner, he placed extra emphasis on the word “work.”

By the time his words fell, he was already standing before Roxanne.

At his words tinged with sarcasm, Roxanne was reminded of her anxiousness that entire day and frowned deeply. A faint spark of anger started blazing in the depths of her eyes.

However, she had only taken a step when Lucian grabbed her wrist.

Halting in her tracks, she uttered in a cool voice, “Please let go of me, Mr. Farwell.”

Alas, the grip of the hand grasping her wrist merely tightened following her request.

Pain shot through her, and her brows gradually creased. The look in her eyes as she regarded Lucian also carried a hint of wariness.

“What are you doing?”

Lucian had anger written all over his face. “What are you being guilty about? Could it be that you were still settling so-called work matters with Jack despite claiming that you were worried about Essie?”

Left with no other choice, Roxanne turned back and met the man’s gaze with a frown.

“Since you don’t believe me, Mr. Farwell, you can ask Archie and Benny what I did in the afternoon. There’s no need for you to be so adamant about getting an answer from me.”