She desperately wanted to grab the phone, no matter who the caller was, to quickly get help!
But the urgent and piercing sound only intensified the pain in her head. She finally lost consciousness… like a dying fish lying on a shallow beach.
Amy felt like a fish, suddenly thrown from a crystal-adorned aquarium into the ocean. In this sea, there wasn’t just salty seawater, but also angels, thoughts, temptations, demons, laughter, and tears… She struggled desperately, exerting all her strength…
The clouds obscured the sun, seemingly reluctant to let her dry up completely.
After what felt like an eternity, she slowly opened her eyes. The sky was completely dark, and the doll was still dripping water, droplets falling onto her body.
She struggled to sit up, picking up her phone from the steps. There were two missed calls from Lucas. What could he want? She didn’t want to deal with him, dragging her limp feet back to her room to wash off the mud on her body.
She was starving, her chest stuck to her back, even breathing felt laborious. It seemed like she really needed to go for a check-up at Doctor Hill’s tomorrow.
She was too lazy to put on bra, only throwing on a pure cotton nightgown, holding instant noodles, she slouched on the sofa, slurping.
The gate opened. She didn’t care, Mr. Smith came and went, how could she control him?
As she was sipping the soup from the bowl, the gate was pushed open again, and the person who walked in looked directly at Amy. She stared back in astonishment, looking at Lucas, with the gaze of several men fixed on her.
She sat cross-legged, soup still on her lips, the thin cotton nightgown riding up above her thighs, revealing her fair legs, and even her white shorts could be seen…
“I’m going upstairs,” she quickly set down the instant noodles, grabbed a cushion to cover her chest, and hurried up the stairs.
Her phone had a notification light on, she swiped the screen open, and there was a text message from Lucas fifteen minutes ago, asking her to make tea and prepare some fruit as he had a meeting with someone.
Oh no!
She quickly changed her clothes and went downstairs to prepare the tea.
The guests were sitting in the living room, and when they saw her coming down, they nodded and smiled.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Amy greeted them quickly and hurried to the kitchen. Lucas was inside, and the snow-white teacups were already placed on the table. With a flick of his fingers, the deep blue tea leaves fell into the cup as she poured hot water.
She silently approached and helped pour the hot water into the cups.
Lucas remained silent until she finished preparing four cups of tea before slowly saying, “Amy, besides participating in the selection of wives, you seem to have no other purpose in life.”
Amy bit her lip, but didn’t say anything.
Thunk… he slammed the tea tin onto the table and turned to leave.
Amy asked herself, why did she have to endure this? Did she really want the Green Enterprise, or did she want to maintain this inexplicable marriage, or was she just confused because of her headache?
She carried the tea tray out and placed the cups in front of the guests one by one, softly saying, “Please enjoy your tea, I apologize for the delay.”
“It’s okay, it’s been over ten years since we last met, and I didn’t expect Lucas to still…” the man sitting on the right side chuckled.
“Cough…”
Someone coughed lightly, and the topic was changed. “Lucas, I saw reports about you recently. Are you really planning to come back and settle down?”
“Mm,” Lucas turned his head to look at Amy, who was still standing by the sofa, and said coldly, “You can go upstairs. We need to talk.”
Dismissed by him, Amy deeply glanced at the man on the right. His words had a hidden meaning, further confirming her suspicions that there must be a connection between Lucas and the Green Family.
After going upstairs, Amy stood against the wall and eavesdropped for a while. They were discussing development projects and didn’t mention her at all. She had no choice but to return to her room and search for information about Lucas on her computer, but she still found nothing. This man seemed as enigmatic as if he had just been born a few years ago.
She pushed away her scattered thoughts and focused on dealing with her own affairs. Lucas’s words about her being unable to survive without relying on men were really hurtful.
She contacted her father’s friend who worked in the renovation business, begged for a meeting the next day, and after much deliberation, he agreed to give her half an hour. She also researched various renovation companies in the city and made a plan. Busy until past midnight, she was tired and sleepy, unable to hold on any longer, so she climbed into bed and fell asleep.