Submit To The Boss Lucia And August Novel Chapter 801 – Do You Really Love Me?
“Looking for the thing.” Lucia shook the file in her hand and asked casually, “Are you done with the important things? Anything new with the company?”
“The case in Southum is tricky,” August replied indifferently.
It was silent for a few seconds before Lucia gave a wry smile and walked out of the study with the file. She closed the door gently and leaned against the cold wall feebly.
She didn’t know why she had come here. Maybe she had wanted to escape the closed reception room or to ask August for an explanation. Anyway, she had sat in the study for a long time. Now, again, she was shut out of the place she had been forbidden to enter.
The grievance and anger she had held for a long time could no longer be contained. Subconsciously, she twiddled her fingers, pushed the door open, and rushed back into the study. However, August was just working on his computer as usual.
Lucia couldn’t control herself anymore. Tears stood on the rims of her red eyes as she swept the papers off the desk and onto the floor. The pottery she had just made this afternoon fell to the floor and shattered into pieces. The piercing sound hit her eardrums.
“Lucia, calm down.” A glint of helplessness passed across August’s eyes, but he didn’t do anything to stop her.
Lucia questioned hysterically, her eyes blazing with fury, “Why don’t you explain to me? Why does she get to sweep into my life?”
“What you see is what it is. I don’t need to explain,” August said in a low voice.
Luca sneered, shaking slightly, “So? You were childhood friends? The old spark
was still there?”
“Lucia,” August stared at her and said in a cold voice, “you should keep sane.”
“How?” Lucia sniffled hard to hold back tears and mumbled, “Should I ignore her
or thank her for helping you out?”
August frowned slightly and picked up the house phone. “Turner, prepare some
soup for Mrs. Adams and send her back to rest.”
Lucia’s heart sank and she asked in a strangled voice, “August, do you really
love me?”
Instead of answering, August looked at her seriously for the first time this evening
as if to see her through.
“Six years ago, you met me intentionally, and then you got back together with me
to give Timothy and Janet a home. I’ve been a puppet all along. What’s the
difference between me and Currer?”
As Lucia complained, Turner knocked on the door and came in. She simply took
Lucia’s arm and talked her into going to rest.
Lucia ignored Turner. She just stared into August’s eyes and said slowly, “Good
thing you never said you loved me. I can’t afford to be loved because of benefits.”
Her ears were ringing and she couldn’t even hear herself, but she walked out
with her back straight.
“Sir, Mrs. Adams is not herself. You…” Turner said tentatively to August, but she
bit back the words.
August waved Turner out and said coldly, “One more word and I’ll send you back
to Sonirie Mansion.”
Turner quickly bowed her head, exited the study, and brought the soup to the
master bedroom with a sigh.
There was always a sneer on Lucia’s lips. All the memories came flooding back.
She wiped her wet eyes as her ears rang again. Suddenly, her knees went weak
and she fell on the soft carpet. She felt nauseous and couldn’t help but retch, one
hand pressed to her chest.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door was pushed open and the temperature in
the room dropped.
Before Lucia knew it, her tiny wrist was grabbed hard and she was forced to her
feet. Seeing the man in front of her, she questioned angrily, “August, what are
you doing? Let go of me!” However, August ignored her words. Unable to resist
him, she stumbled after him out of the Adams villa and was pushed into the
Maybach at the gate.
The car started as soon as the two sat down.
“What’s wrong with you? Where are you taking me in the middle of the night?”
Lucia glared at August. “What do you want?”
August squeezed the bridge of his nose in annoyance with a frown. His aura was
quite chilling.
“Madame,” a familiar tired voice said from the front seat, “it’s a long drive. You
need to get some rest.”
It was Burton’s voice! Lucia was surprised. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the
hospital with Paula? Why are you…” With a bad feeling, she looked out the
window in confusion, only to find that the car was moving really fast. She
guessed that they were on the highway and going out of town. “What
happened?”
Burton glanced at August’s face in the rearview mirror and said hesitantly, “You’ll
see.”
Lucia kept her finger on the modified door button silently and said in a
threatening way, ‘Tm not going anywhere when I don’t know anything.” She
sounded as if August and Burton were going to kidnap her.
With a click, Burton locked the child lock and said in a low voice, “Sorry,
madame.”
Lucia’s face quickly darkened and she turned to stare suspiciously into August’s
gloomy face.
Under her questioning gaze, August finally said in a hoarse, tired voice, “We’re
going to Sonirie. Something’s happened in the mansion.”
Lucia immediately tensed up, held his big hand, and asked anxiously, “Mom?
Dad? Or Grandma?” The people who lived there were vulnerable. She was
worried about the health of each of them.
August glanced at their hands. “Dad.” He sounded calm as if it was just a tricky
mission.
Lucia, however, knew he was worried or he wouldn’t have just dragged her out of
the Adams villa. She knew he had long forgiven Eliot and that they just hadn’t
had a chance to talk it out. She couldn’t help but frown and her hands began to
sweat. After a moment, she whispered tentatively, “I want to move them back
downtown.
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