It was nine o’clock. Kenneth Yates was at ho, idly watching TV, but his mind wasn’t on the show. His thoughts were consud by Sumr. He grabbed his coat and decided to go find her.
「The Lancaster Residence」
Gregory Lancaster and Audrey Adler were in the living room watching television. Sumr had co ho today, a fact that made Audrey deeply unhappy. She complained that Sumr hadn’t brought any gifts and was just there to eat and drink for free. Gregory, however, was delighted. Sumr rarely ca ho after her marriage, and he missed her. Just then, they heard the sound of a car engine outside. Gregory checked his watch. It was almost ten. ’Who could be here at this hour?’ he wondered.
They went to open the door and saw Kenneth Yates stepping out of his car, his arms full of gifts. At this sight, Audrey’s face lit up as she welcod him. Kenneth had never visited the Lancaster residence since the wedding. Even for the traditional newlywed hocoming, Sumr had co back alone. As a result, none of the maids recognized the man with such a remarkable presence and dared not offer to help him with the gifts.
"Kenneth, what brings you here?" Mr. Lancaster spoke first.
"Sumr ca ho, didn’t she? I was worried, so I ca to check on her. She hasn’t been feeling well lately." Kenneth sized up Gregory Lancaster. With his healthy complexion and vigorous movents, he didn’t look sick in the slightest. ’Sumr actually dared to lie to ?’
Audrey Adler’s eyes were fixed on the gifts he was carrying. "Kenneth, please, co in and sit down."
"I’ll be in in a mont. These are so health supplents I bought for you." Kenneth handed the items over. Audrey accepted them, and as she saw that each one was incredibly valuable, her smile blood.
"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, you two go on ahead. I have sothing to take care of. I’ll be in shortly."
"Of course. It’s cold out here, so co inside as soon as you’re finished." Gregory was inwardly intimidated by him. Despite being much older than Kenneth, he couldn’t ignore the man’s innate, commanding presence. ’The Lancaster Group was saved only by this marriage alliance,’ he mused. ’Afterward, Kenneth ignored us completely. Lianne Vance must have been the one who protected us. Otherwise, knowing Kenneth’s temperant, he would have certainly ruined our family. And why wouldn’t he? We all worked together to drive away the woman he loved.’
After they went inside, Kenneth took out his phone and dialed Sumr’s number. He had to call several tis before she finally answered.
"Kenneth Yates, will you ever stop?!" Sumr exploded. She was so sick of him. He would constantly provoke her, only to ruthlessly kick her away again.
"Sumr Lancaster, what kind of flowers do you like?" Kenneth ignored her anger.
"Roses!" Sumr shouted, wanting only to hang up the phone as quickly as possible.
"In that case, look out your window."
’Out the window? Could he be here?’ Sumr rushed to the window and threw it open. When she saw Kenneth standing below, holding a bouquet of champagne roses, tears welled in her eyes. She hung up and hurried downstairs.
"Kenneth, what are you doing here?" Her tone had softened considerably. Kenneth remained expressionless. This was the first ti he’d ever given flowers to a woman. Dominic Thorne had told him it would make a girl happy, so he had bought champagne roses—a variety he happened to like himself.
"I ca to see how you lied to ," he said curtly, handing the roses to Sumr.
Sumr lowered her head, avoiding his gaze. ’He must already know that my father isn’t sick.’ A pang of guilt hit her. It was so cold outside, and she had made him wait for so long. She’d rushed out in such a hurry that she was only in her pajamas, and the chilly air had already turned her cheeks red.
Kenneth wrapped an arm around her shoulders and guided her inside.
"Kenneth, have you had dinner yet?" Sumr couldn’t help but worry about him. Kenneth shrugged. "No. Are you going to make sothing?"
"Just a minute. I’ll go make so porridge."
Kenneth sat on the sofa and observed his surroundings. There were many photos on display, but they were all of Gregory Lancaster, Audrey Adler, and Yvonne Lancaster. There were no pictures of Sumr—not a single one. ’What kind of life did Sumr lead here?’ he wondered. ’This place doesn’t feel like her ho at all. There’s no space here that’s truly hers.’
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