The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold) novel Chapter 1223

In the late afternoon, Aurelia returned home and decided to catch a quick nap. Before she knew it, Leopold was back from work.

Thinking she was still asleep, he quietly took a seat beside her, adoringly watching her rest. He could never tire of looking at Aurelia.

Aurelia, however, wasn't asleep. She cracked open her eyes and whispered, "You're home?"

"Yes, did I wake you?" he asked gently, stroking her hair.

"No, I was just waking up," she replied, sitting up. He grabbed a cushion for her to lean against for comfort.

"Thirsty?"

"Yes," she nodded.

Leopold got her a glass of water with a slice of lemon and asked, "Did you go shopping with Lisbeth today?"

"Yeah, and we even ran into Megan," she mentioned casually.

Leopold's brow furrowed, "Megan? Isn't she the nutcase from the Alcott family? They actually let her out?"

"I think she snuck out. It didn't seem like she had anyone with her," Aurelia said.

Leopold wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "Next time you bump into her, just have the bodyguard send her packing. No need to waste words."

Aurelia smiled faintly, unbothered, "It's fine. At most, it's just a war of words. With the bodyguard there, she wouldn't dare to get physical."

"Still, be careful. You're not just looking out for yourself anymore," he cautioned.

"I know," she sipped her lemon water, then whispered so softly it was almost inaudible, "I heard some gossip about Uncle Charles. Have you heard?"

Aurelia pouted, "In this day and age, even true love can falter. It's another day fearing commitment."

Leopold, trying to lighten the mood, flicked her forehead lightly, "You're a married woman. What's there to fear?"

"Fearing I've married a bastard," she teased, "Will you turn out like Uncle Charles, seeking thrills outside when middle age hits?"

He choked on his water, "Is this what you're really worried about?"

With a sigh, Aurelia said, "Uncle Charles and Aunt Harriet had such a close relationship, and even he could stray. We don't have that kind of history. Aren't you more likely to wander?"

Leopold said, "We are different. Is it fair to compare us?"

"You're both Stirlings, isn't it?" Aurelia scoffed, hinting at a legacy of philandering genes.