Chapter 289

Lucian rubbed his forehead gently, as if he was still in a dream.

He sounded a bit groggy, his voice raspy. “Did you go to the hospital for a check-up?”

“I did, Lucian. When are you coming to see me? The baby and I miss you.”

“I’ll come over later.”

“Really? Lucian, see you tonight then.”

As Allison descended the stairs, a bitter taste lingered in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly.

Her chest ached. Lucian must truly care for Penelope And why shouldn’t he? After all, Penelope was carrying his child and was his fiancée.

Once Penelope gave birth, they would get married and the family of three would surely be very happy.

Allison, you should leave. Once you had enough money, you should take your mom and leave this city.

Don’t ever come back.

Lucian sat at the dining table, the dishes laid out before him looking delicious. At least from the appearance, he knew they must taste great.

After a few bites, he suddenly paused.

He looked up and asked, “Did you make this?”

Across the table, Allison sat silently, not saying a word or meeting his gaze since she’d come down from upstairs. She gripped her fork tightly.

“Uh-huh.”

Lucian bit his lip slightly. This taste was familiar. Penelope had brought him this dish countless times to his office. He loved seafood Alfredo pasta and always ordered it at restaurants. But the way Penelope made it was his favorite.

This tasted almost the same as hers Looking at his expression, Allison bit her lip. Was the food not good or did he simply not like it?

“I saw the ingredients in the fridge, so I made this dish.

She was about to say that if he didn’t like it, she wouldn’t make it again. But then it hit her that there might not be a next time. This could be the last time.

“If you don’t like it, you can have something else. This boletus mushroom soup is quite good too.”

However, after the meal, Allison found that Lucian had finished the entire plate of seafood Alfredo pasta Did he actually like it?

Allison took a glance at him.

Just then, Lucky trotted down the stairs with something in his mouth. Seemingly drawn by the aroma of the food, Lucky ran to Lucian, apparently showing off. He dropped what he had in his mouth into tucian’s hand.

Lucian felt something odd in his hand and frowned.

“Wooff” At the sound of the Samoyed’s bark, Allison noticed that the object was her pink bra…

Her cheeks flushed as if they were dripping blood at once. She stood up quickly just as Lucian bent down to pick up the object from the Roor “Hold on, Lucian”

She rushed over, snatched the bra from his hand, and lightly tapped Lucky on the head, “Lucky, what’s with you picking up everything!” Then she swiftly turned and ran back upstairs.

Downstairs, Lucian looked at Lucky’s goofy face, “You naughty dog.”

“Woof!”

Back in her room Looking at the bra in her hand, Allison felt something was off. Her cheeks were burning. Was It Lucian who helped her undress last night?

There were no housekeeper here, so it must have been him.

She closed her eyes. Well, it had already happened. And she had already shared a bed with this man a few times. The thought of his hand possibly touching her bra made not only her cheeks hot, but also her heart race.

This vague sense of intimacy left her dry mouthed.

What was happening! For the first time, her heart was pounding so hard.