Submit To The Boss Lucia And August Novel Chapter 608 – Live Our Own Lives
By the time Lucia and Paul returned to West Bridge, it was already lare. Lucia went to her room and took a shower. She had just gone down to the kitchen to make some tea when she saw her parents sitting on the sofa. They did not talk or watch television.
They just sat there, apparently waiting for her. Lucia’s heart skipped a beat. She drew a long breath and stepped aside to make a pot of
tea. Then she said softly, “Mom, Dad, have some tea.” “How could you still be in the mood to drink tea?”
asked Mrs. Mitchell, frowning. Tongues started to wag outside, and Mrs. Mitchell didn’t understand why Lucia could speak in such a leisurely manner. Lucia took a sip of tea and whispered, “It’s useless to worry. Even if I explain that we’re just friends, I’m afraid no one will believe me.”
Mrs. Mitchell frowned and asked, “Then tell us, what’s going on between you and that man?”. Lucia took a deep breath and said seriously, “His name is Damell. He’s a friend of mine. He helped me when I was looking for Garnett, so I owe him a favor.
He wanted to buy a present for his sister but did not know how to choose one, so he asked me to help him. I was just helping him to pick up a gift and have a meal. Nothing else.” Hearing that, Mrs. Mitchell and Professor Mitchell looked at each other and said nothing. “Really?”
Lucia took a deep breath and said word by word, “Mom, Dad, I don’t need to lie to you.” Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell exchanged a look and said nothing
After a while, Protessor Mitchell said, “But someone has made a fuss about it.
Even if we know that this is a misunderstanding, how can we explain it to the Thomas family? Lucia didn’t know how to respond to her father. The three of them fell silent. At that moment, a low male voice was heard, “Don’t worry, I’ll explain it to my parents.”
The three looked up and saw Faul standing on the
stairs. Professor Mitchell signed, “Paul, what happened today.”
“Mr. Michell, it’s okay.“
“You Don’t you blame Lucia?”
“I trust het.”
Paul looked at Lucia with a warm gaze as he spoke. Lucia was still lost in some
ways, but she was touched. She had not had time to explain it to him, but she did
not expect him to say so it really touched het.
Lucia felt herself on the verge of tears. She wanted to thank him, but the only
word she could say was his name, “Paul…”
Professor Mitchell and Ms. Mitchell exchanged a look and left the room. Soon,
Lucia and Paul were left in the living room alone. Paul looked with red-rimmed
eyes at the woman.
before him. He smiled and asked in a warm voice, “What’s wrong?”
With that, he took out two tissues and was about to wipe her tears. Lucia took a
deep breath, took a step forward, gently hugged Paul, leaned her head on his
chest, and whispered,
“Paul, thank you. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for understanding me,
and not blame me…”
She knew that he had taken all the strain upon himself, and had been making
secret sacrifices. He was probably the only man besides her father who would
have done that for her.
Paul gently stroked her head and said, “We’re a family, and you don’t need to say
thanks to me.”
Feeling touched, Lucia slowly tightened her arms around his waist and nodded.
After a while, she looked up with a bitter smile and said, “But our wedding was
ruined today.” Paul smiled magnanimously and consoled Lucia, “It’s fine, it’s a
good enough wedding for me. From now on, we just need to live our own lives.”
Lucia was touched. She looked at Paul and nodded earnestly, “Yes, you’re right.
We should focus on our own lives in the future.”
was not only her promise to him but also hypnosis to herself. From now on, she
should control herself and convince herself that Paul was the one she had
determined to be
together with for the rest of her life. That would be enough.
The next day, the sun rose and the bright sunshine shone on the bed in the
room. Mandy slept straight through and slowly opened her eyes.
It was already
the third day since she
could see sunlight again. It was extremely precious to her to feel the bright, warm
light upon waking. That was a kind of “special pardon” from Bishop to reward her
for being
exceptionally obedient, and he also took off her leg cuffs. Over the past few days,
she has slowly figured out how to survive in the villa.
Those who obey will prosper, and those who resist will perish. As long as she no
longer mentioned running away, no longer resisting, and no longer opposing him,
Bishop would
treat her much better. Only then did Mandy realize that the only thing she could get from
resisting Bishop was pain. So she pretended to quit leaving him, and Bishop did treat her
better. In this way, however, she would have more chances to escape.
She loved Bishop, but she hated him now as she had loved him before. She wanted to run
away from him, as far away as possible.
She was sitting by the window, basking in the sunshine, and all sorts of things were
passing through her mind. Her brain, which had been half asleep, slowly awoke. She went
to the
bathroom to wash up and change her clothes, then went downstairs.
Bishop was already sitting at the dining table with a laptop in front of him. He was drinking
coffee while watching the video unhurriedly. Mandy lowered her eyes, looking gentle and
obedient. Slowly she sat down opposite him, picked up the food carefully, and took a slow
bite. At that moment Bishop suddenly looked up at her. He said nothing but turned his
Laptop toward her.
Mandy hesitated for a moment, then looked at the screen. Her body was a little stift. It was
an entertainment media report of the wedding between the Michell and Thomas families,
and the video described what happened at the wedding in an exaggeratedly mocking
tone.
Bishop raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone, “Your friend is really down to her
lack. What happened to her was really dramatic”
Mandy did not know what to say. She frowned slightly, shifted her gaze away, took a sip of
soy milk, and continued to speak as it nothing had happened. Noticing her reaction,
Bishop said nothing. The corners of his lips curled into a smile as he took the laptop away
and stood up to leave.
Mandy was sitting at the table, eating her breakfast. She didn’t notice what she was
eating, and her heart was filled with quilt. She still felt very guilty about Lucia. But for her,
Lucia
would certainly have been happier than she was. She had done a lot of bad things for
Bishop, and she felt she would never have enough courage to meet Lucia again.
At that
moment, the maid came out of the kitchen with a plate. She looked around and asked
curiously, “Where is Mr. Adams?”
With that, she put the newly fried goose liver on the table. Mandy’s expression suddenly
changed when she smelled it. Disgust rose in her belly.
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