CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 96 Light in Despair

Chapter 96 Light in Despair

Lilian looked out of the window, and the less obvious drizzle drifted into the window, falling gently on her face.

Today the temperature was only eight degrees in the Linkland City. The air was wet and cold, and the wind was piercing.

Francis closed the window, cutting off the cold air outside.

Back at the villa, Fabiana was not asleep, sitting on the sofa and napping.

Hearing the footsteps, she woke up immediately, and picked up the crutch beside her hand to meet them.

She was being so careful and discreet, which made Lilian's heart ache. She began to doubt her decision to get Fabiana back.

But there was no use in regretting now, for if he had not brought her back, she might have what it took to endure the cold and hunger of that little shack.

But she was here. Lilian just knew how terrible it would be if the light emerged in despair and was gone again.

Like her, Fabiana was also desperately grasping the hope and light at hand.

"Young Master, you are back. Have you eaten yet?"

She reached for the coat in the hand of Francis, but Francis shunned it away from her and threw the coat on the hanger.

"Yes. Just cook it for her." Francis said and went upstairs, not staying too much.

Lilian gestured, "Don't bother, I'm not hungry."

Fabiana was more at ease in front of Lilian, "That won't do. You're still recovering. I will make you something. Eat some."

Lilian said, "I'll make some myself. Go to have some rest."

Fabiana held her hand. With a little earnestness and embarrassment on her wrinkled face, she said, "Lily, let me do something."

Lilian was stunned. She looked at the old woman's praying eyes and went speechless for a while.

This was not her original intention, yet everything she did did not go according to her original idea.

Everything was the same.

A moment later, she nodded.

Fabiana was glad, "Wait for a moment. It will be ready soon."

Lilian sat on the sofa and closed her eyes.

About half an hour later, Fabiana came with a tray.

"Lily, young master hasn't eaten either, has he? You bring it to him."

She saw Francis and Lilian come back together and guessed so.

But Lilian hesitated.

"Go." Fabiana handed her the tray and said, "I could tell when you just came back. There must be some little trouble."

Lilian did not answer. She was not clear what was it between them now.

The few words he had answered the night before perhaps indicated that the last trace of affection was gone, and what was left between her and him? All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

There was only one nominal marriage left, which was like a sapling on a shaky foundation, and the wind could blow it down.

"Go," Fabiana said again.

Lilian was silent for a moment. She took the tray and turned to go upstairs.

She knocked on the study door and opened it.

Francis was working. Knowing her coming in, he didn't even look up.

Lilian placed the tray next to him and pulled his sleeve.

Francis side-glanced at her. Lilian gestured, "Eat something."

"Who is it, Francis?"

Julian's voice came from the other end of the table. Lilian looked over, only to find that he was playing a video, and Julian's face was on the screen.