CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 65 He Would Come If He Cared

Chapter 65 He Would Come If He Cared

No one knew how Johnson came to know Ruby. They married two years ago, making Johnson a live-in son-in-law of the Francis family.

However, Lilian was afraid of Johnson.

Lilian subtly took a step back and gestured, "What's up?"

Johnson smiled, "Well, I'm not quite sure. Ms. Rossum, please."

He made a gracious hand gesture "please", seemingly respectful, but the smile at the corner of his mouth did not have the respect it deserved, and his gaze carried a subtle aggression intentionally or unintentionally.

Lilian recalled the day she saw Mrs. Francis (Francis's mother) at the hospital, and a shiver ran down her heart. Could it be......

Johnson gazed at her in silence, clearly intending the posture of standing here for one night if she would not go.

Lilian gestured, "I'm not feeling well today. Could I come over tomorrow?"

Johnson shook his head slightly, "Ms. Rossum, you better go with me. Otherwise, when my mother comes in person, it might not be as easy to talk to as I am."

Lilian gripped her phone tightly. She wasn't entirely sure why Mrs. Francis wanted to see her, but she had a bad feeling about it.

Perhaps, it was related to seeing her in the hospital that day.

Lilian thought that Mrs. Francis did not see her.

Lilian gestured, "Then you wait for me for a while, I want to change my clothes."

Johnson still smiled and nodded.

Lilian turned upstairs. She took out her mobile phone, clicked on Francis's WhatsApp and typed a long list of words. When she was about to send it, she hesitated again.

If the situation was already settled and even Francis agreed with Mrs. Francis's actions, what would be the meaning of sending this message?

It would just be one more person stabbing a knife in her heart.

In the end, she deleted the unnecessary words from the chat frame and sent only, "Mrs. Francis wants me to come over."

When she moved out, it was because Lilian found it difficult to get along with the Francis family. And Mrs. Francis also didn't want to see her.

Seeing this message, Francis would surely understand that Mrs. Francis's intentions were far from good.

He would come if he cared.

But the message was like disappearing into the top of the chat section. Lilian waited for a few minutes and then exited the chat interface.

She noticed a familiar icon in her Moments by chance. She subconsciously clicked on it and immediately regretted her decision.

It was a post by Julian's Moments, a beautifully wrapped gift box with a stunning bracelet inside.

Today was Julian's birthday, and he accompanied her to celebrate.

Lilian lowered her hand, and even her eyes dimmed down.

Johnson shouted downstairs, "Ms. Rossum, are you okay?"

Lilian was silent in place for a few seconds, then walked out of the room. Johnson was still waiting at the door.

Lilian walked out of the villa. Johnson's car was parked outside the door, and he made a gracious hand gesture "Please".

Lilian stared at the car door, her gaze flickering. In the end, she got in.

Her only hope now was to pray to heaven that Mrs. Francis looked for her for something else.

The inside of the car was quiet. Johnson was focused on driving, and Lilian lowered her head, staring at her phone.

Whether it was Courtney or Francis, neither sent any messages. There were only two spam text messages.

Suddenly, Johnson asked, "Is my brother working late again tonight?"

It seemed like a casual question, and he didn't expect Lilian to answer. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Lilian lowered her head, her fingers repeatedly refreshing the Moments. Julian posted several pictures in a row.

There were pictures of candlelit dinners, exquisite gifts and intertwined fingers.

That bony finger that held Lilian's hand last night was now holding someone else's hand in the same way.

These pictures felt like slaps to her face, searing and painful. A bitter smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

Soon, the car arrived at the Francis Residence.