NovelEnglishZachary was caught off guard and asked, "What's going on?" "Mr. Wills, there's a problem I don't understand. Can you helpwith it?" "Mr. Wills, is my blanket folded correctly?" "Mr. Wills..." And so, with a series of strange excuses, the children managed to whisk Zachary away.
Lucas stood up and walked over, his tall figure clad in a black coat with broad shoulders that emphasized his mature, masculine charm. His handsface held a faint smile, his mood clearly quite pleasant. Aveline frowned at him. "What kind of trick are you playing now?" Lucas replied, "I can't stand seeing another man get close to you." Aveline rolled her eyes. "How childish." She turned and headed towards her room, and Lucas followed her every step of the way.
When she reached the doorway, she turned back to him. "Stop following me." But Lucas moved aside slightly and pointed to a spot not far away, where several curious little heads were peeking out, watching them intently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"They already know we're married. If you don't letin, how are you going to explain it to them?" Aveline chuckled softly. "Why is that my problem? If anyone needs to explain, it's you." With that, she opened the door, slipped inside, and shut it firmly behind her, clearly determined not to let him in. Lucas stood there, momentarily speechless.
"Mr. Lucas, why won't Miss Aveline let you in?" Jessie asked, puzzled.
A trace of disappointment crossed Lucas' handsface. He crouched down and gently patted Jessie's head. "I upset her, and now I want to ask for her forgiveness. Will you help me?" Jessie asked, "Do you really know what you did wrong?" "Yes." Lucas nodded earnestly.
Jessie immediately responded, "Mr. Wills says admitting your mistakes and making amends is the sign of a good child. We'll help you!" Lucas' thin lips curved into a smile. "I have a plan, but I'll need your help. If she forgives me, I'll buy you all scandy. How about that?" A chubby little boy quickly nodded. "Deal!" A good night's sleep brought a fresh start.
The next morning, Aveline got up, washed, changed, and opened the door, only to be greeted by a little boy holding a single rose.
"Good morning, Miss Aveline! This is from your husband. He says he's sorry." He thrust the rose into her hand and quickly ran off.
Aveline stood there, momentarily stunned, staring at the vibrant red rose in her hand, her brows furrowing slightly.
Then, when she reached the dining hall, she was given another rose.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs she stepped outside, yet another rose.
Each child who handed her a flower repeated the sline, "Your husband knows he was wrong." Aveline felt exasperated.
Even the kids were in on this.
By the tshe reached the storage room, her arms were already filled with roses Zachary walked over and, upon seeing her, couldn't help but twitch his lips in amusement. "He's certainly gone to great lengths to win your forgiveness." Aveline handed him the flowers. "Doa favor and get rid of these." Zachary raised an eyebrow. "You don't like them?" Her tone was cold. "No, I don't."
A faint smile appeared on Zachary's face as he handed her the key m "Alright, you go ahead. I'll take care of these." "Thanks." Aveline nodded and then opened the door to the storage room.
"Hurry up and getout of here, Aveline!" Hilda was growing increasingly agitated. Being trapped in this place
every day, with no freedom and the constant fear of being capturedm again, и was driving her to the brink of madness! X
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