CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 68 It Was Late

Chapter 68 It Was Late

"Really?" Ruby furrowed her brows. Why did she feel uncertain?

On the other side, Francis sat in the car, making several phone calls without anyone answering.

It was drizzling outside the car window, and he felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

Nelson also called Francis. Francis pulled at his tie as he answered the phone.

"Speak."

Nelson was startled by his tone and quickly got straight to the point, "Ms. Quinn is not very satisfied with the birthday gift. She asked me to tell you that after meeting with the client, you must go to her place. Otherwise... she will ignore you."

"Understood." Francis hung up the phone and stepped on the accelerator. The car disappeared into the night rain.

He drove to the Landau Residence where Rosalie and Ruby were still in the living room with their facial masks on.

Ruby was the first to see him. He stood at the doorway, and his hair was slightly wet, a few strands falling down. He seemed to carry the chill from outside.

For some reason, he looked a bit lonely and unhappy. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

"Francis, why are you back?" Ruby took off her facial mask and looked at him in surprise.

Rosalie also looked over, and both of them felt a sense of inexplicable guilt.

"Where's Lilian?"

Rosalie was stunned for a moment and then said, "Didn't she go back a long time ago?"

"Yes, she left almost an hour ago. She should be home by now. Why are you looking for her here?"

Rosalie got up and walked towards him. She grabbed his arm and said worriedly, "You're all wet. Go inside and change your clothes quickly."

She felt a bit anxious. Had the dummy told Francis about that matter?

But on second thought, even if she did, it wouldn't matter. He had acquiesced to aborting that child last year.

Would it be any different this time?

Francis glanced at her and turned around to leave.

Rosalie's face instantly darkened as she shouted at his back, "Frank!"

She had just finished applying the facial mask, and her angry face looked particularly ferocious.

But Francis didn't respond to her. He returned to his car and drove back to Azure Shores, where he and Lilian lived.

Francis pushed open the door and looked around the living room. The TV was still on, but Lilian was nowhere to be seen on the sofa.

He searched every room, including the bathroom, but didn't see her.

Francis frowned. He subconsciously looked at the TV screen, which was still on the news channel.

The image on the TV seemed out of place in this villa. It should be playing a cartoon.

Francis picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

Now, the large living room was truly quiet.

The silence was somewhat eerie.

Francis tugged at his collar and turned around to leave again.

Just as he opened the car door, he vaguely saw a figure in front of him. He squinted his eyes, staring at the figure walking in the rain.

He didn't know when the rain had become heavy, and even his line of sight was somewhat blurry.

The figure in the rain was walking slowly, giving the illusion that it would be knocked down by raindrops.

Francis waited for five minutes before he could clearly see that it was Lilian.

She was soaked from head to toe, her steps slow and shallow as she approached him.

Lilian raised her head, her hair hanging on both sides. The rain washed her eyes, making it difficult for her to open them. Her hands hung by her sides, and raindrops fell from her fingertips like broken beads, silently landing on the ground.

She just looked at Francis like that.

"Did you walk back?"

Francis took out an umbrella from the car and held it over her head, shielding her from the rain.

Lilian looked at him numbly and opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

It was too late.

She was already drenched, and the umbrella was useless.