NovelEnglishHis entire body exuded an aura that could only belong to someone from a military background. On his handsome and well-defined features was a pair of eyes that looked like stars. His gaze was firm and held a strong power that could see through everything “This way please, Mr. Lloyd. The guest bedroom is over here.” The steward came forward and greeted him courteously.
“Where's your young master? | want to see him.” “He's been busy preparing for the wedding these days, and he's also quite swamped tonight. I'll inform him to come and meet you tomorrow morning,” the steward replied.
Richard frowned slightly. “Alright.” He then went into the guest room prepared beforehand, and an attendant immediately came over to serve dinner. He was told to take a good rest at night, which meant that he wasn't supposed to go out loitering at night.
However, Richard wasn’t someone who kept to himself since young. In the middle of the night, his figure disappeared behind his window like a fleeting shadow despite the fact that he was four stories above ground.
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Richard immediately went for the master bedroom where Arthur would be in. He had been here before, and he was quite familiar with the place. He passed by a dark garden and finally arrived at the window which was still illuminated by the lights within. He positioned himself on the wall near the window and swiftly climbed up.
In the main bedroom, a pampered figure was still awake. Arthur wore a black nightgown as he swirled the glass of wine in his hand which was meant to aid with sleep. His dark hair drooped and covered his full forehead, whereas his exposed features were handsome and alluring, exuding the prestigious aura he possessed since birth.
Just then, he keenly sensed that there was someone outside the window. His eyes darkened. “Who's there?” The person outside had no intention of hiding as he jumped through the window. Who could it be other than Richard? When Arthur saw him enter, he dropped his guard, but he wasn’t too surprised either. He simply said calmly, “It's you.” Richard's lowest expectation was to be greeted warmly by his best friend, while his highest expectation was to receive a hug from him. However, he never expected Arthur to just greet him so indifferently.
This disappointment was no better than getting abandoned by the love of his life.
“Is that how you‘re going to welcome me? Artie, what's wrong with you?” Richard asked right away. He wanted to know what had caused their friendship to become so distant.
“What's wrong with me?” Arthur raised an eyebrow as he returned the question.
“Don’t you feel that something has changed between us? You getting married is a huge event, but you merely asked your steward to inform me about it. Are you so busy that you can’t even take time to call me and Elliot up?” Richard acted like a neglected wife as he confronted Arthur.
Arthur looked at him, confused. “Would you only come if | invite you myself?” “You,” For some reason, Richard felt defeated. He let out a sigh and plopped onto Arthur‘s bed. “You know, | was in such a rush and delayed everything else to come and see you. | was worried about you.” “Why were you worried?” Arthur continued swirling the wine in the glass, the coldness in his eyes still unrelenting as if nothing in this world could rouse his excitement.
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Richard was fuming by then, and he even wanted to give his good friend a good beating so that Arthur could stop acting so aloof. By then, perhaps Arthur would be reminded of the past when they used to fight each other.
“Artie, nothing happened to you, right? You look like you‘ve changed into a completely different person.” Richard sat up on the bed and looked at Arthur, who exuded a sickly charm under the lights. In fact, he looked like a cold beauty.
“What could possibly happen to me?” Arthur looked at him, feeling slightly bored.
Then, he stood up and said, “It's getting late. You should go back and rest. Richard gritted his teeth and got on his feet before walking up to Arthur. He stared right into the latter's eyes as if he were trying to find the truth behind it all.
Arthur was a little stunned by his actions, so he pushed him away and said, “What are you looking at?Richard felt that there was obviously something wrong with Arthur, but he couldnt put a finger on it. Arthur was being too cold toward him, making it seem as though their friendship never existed.
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