NovelAppAvery immediately replied to Layla, [You don't like Andrew?]
[It's not that | don't like him. He is quite nice. He treatswell, too. He is attentive to how | feel, but | don't like him that way. |
look at him, and | always seem to feel like I'm looking at yet another younger brother. After all, Robert treatsthat well too.]
[Then you select another one from the email. Find someone older than you to chat with.]
[... Let's take it slowly! If | look at too many men, I'll just lose interest in them.]
[Hahaha! If your father sees this, I'm sure he will be so frightened that he will break out in cold sweat.]
[All this while, with the amount of worrying Dad has done, I'm sure it will add up to 24 years.]
[Don't feel pressured. Parents are like this. You have to act on your feelings. Don't worry about making the wrong decision. You can
afford to try.]
[Mom, I really love you. | still feel like a young child, and it is because all of you have been spoiling me.]
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[You'll always be our little one!]
Layla looked at Avery's message. Her nose grew sore and her eyes burned. She decided that she will no longer be capricious any
longer. She still had to listen to her parents. Her parents were the people who loved her the most. She did not want her parents to
worry for her just because of her preferences.
She had to let Eric go and had seen other men. Perhaps she could really find someone suitable.
In Taronia, it was the night of Lucas' departure. Irene had plenty of things that she wanted to tell him, but her words got stuck in
her throat. She silently looked at Lucas finishing his dinner.
Usually, Lucas would immediately get up to return to his room after dinner, but that day, he did not do so.
After dinner, he remained seated and slowly picked up a glass of water to drink swater.
"Mr. Lucas, have you finished packing?" Irene asked. "Do you needto help you pack?"
Lucas said, "I've already packed. Why don't you eat!"
Irene said, "Oh... will someone be sending you to Edelweiss?"
Lucas replied, "I'll go alone."
"Is your father not going to accompany you? You've never been to Edelweiss. You're not familiar with the place..." Irene said, worry
filling her voice. "Or perhaps, you get your father to find a nanny for you beforehand!"
Lucas said, "I'm not a three-year-old. | can survive without anyone caring for me."
"What tis your flight tomorrow? Can | send you to the airport?" Irene thought for a while. She found an excuse to cover up her
true feelings, "Mr. Lucas, | haven't been to the airport before! | wonder what it looks like inside the airport."
Then, afraid that Lucas would refuse her, she continued, "Mr. Lucas, once you leave, | think we won't see each other again. Let me
send you off!"
Lucas saw her eyes growing red. He turned a little soft-hearted.
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She was right. They were most likely never to contact each other after this.
"Irene, it's good that you have such a kind heart. Lucas' flight is at eight tomorrow morning. We'll leave the house at six-thirty.
Cbefore then and you can send him off to the airport." Mr. Woods walked in on them without knowing it. He overheard their
conversation.
Irene immediately got up from the chair. "Okay, Mr. Woods. I'll cover at six-thirty tomorrow."
"Hmm, are you sure you want to resign?" Mr. Woods walked over to Irene and looked at her. "What about your living expenses and
school fees?"
Irene hesitated for a while, wondering if she should tell him the truth or not.
"Mr. Woods, Mr. Sam helpedpay my debts off. He toldthat | could return the money to him once | graduate, so right now |
—" Irene was halfway through when Lucas sprung up from his chair and strode to his room.
Irene saw Lucas leaving and she regretted her words. She should have just lied to Mr. Woods.
Mr. Woods saw his son angrily leaving. He looked at Irene once more.
"I didn't know about this. Sam didn't tell me. How much do you owe him?" Mr. Woods asked.
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