Chapter 47
It almost seemed like she thought Orion had a thing for her.
Holding her phone, Lemira found herself reminiscing about her online relationship from a past life.
To be precise, it was unrequited love since she never confessed her feelings, and he never hinted at liking her either.
But his presence had been a faint light in her otherwise dim and sorrowful life, offering her warmth throughout.
This felt eerily similar to how Orion made her feel. Yet, she couldn’t shake off the uncertainty about whether Orion was indeed the person from her past life.
Orion’s slender fingers twitched slightly, “Stepping in when seeing injustice is just what I do, does it need a reason? I mean, if I see an old lady trying to cross the street, I’d help her across without a second thought.” Lemira managed a smile, but a sense of loss lingered deep within. She tried to keep the mood light, “After my exams, I’ll officially be moving out of the Langston mansion p>
“Feel free to move in next door p>
After hanging up, Lemira felt surprisingly uplifted as she took her shower and even practiced a set of exam questions before bed.
The final mock exam was just around the corner.
She was eager to see how much she had improved and whether she stood a chance at getting into Orvin University! Being in the top ten of her school would likely secure her a spot. The next day, Lemira went about her usual school routine.
She noticed Evelina bringing a bowl of soup to Lucian, placing it beside him, “Lucian, the butler told me you weren’t feeling well, so I made you some soup. It should help you feel better.” Evelina also made sure to show off a burn on her hand.
At the sight of this, Lucian’s heart softened, “You got hurt? You didn’t have to do this, let the servants handle it next time p>
“Lucian, you do so much for us, for this family. It’s the least I can do p>
Evelina flashed a sweet, harmless smile. Lucian felt a surge of relief and glanced at Lemira unwittingly, hoping she’d notice his discomfort now.
Lemira caught sight of the soup and couldn’t help but scoff inwardly. So the soup finally made its appearance!
With little appetite, Lemira simply stood up and walked away, never asking a single question.
Lucian felt a wave of disappointment. Was Lemira really not going to ask? Or did she simply not care about him at all anymore?
Evelina quickly reassured him, “Lucian, Lemmy does care about you. She’s just a little upset right now p>
“I hope so p>
Lucian wanted to believe that Lemira was just acting out over something trivial, not ready to sever ties with the family completely. Without Lemira’s concern, he felt a profound discomfort. Evelina, satisfied with her manipulation, followed suit and left for school.
The butler commented from the sidelines, “Mr. Lucian Langston, it’s really too bad Ms. Langston didn’t even ask how you were feeling p>
Lucian’s mood slightly lifted as he saw the soup, grateful for Evelina’s thoughtfulness.
He took a sip, but instead of feeling better, his stomach pain worsened. Frowning, he remembered the nutritious meals Lemira used to prepare, which always seemed to alleviate his discomfort.
He found himself requesting, “Have them prepare one of Lemira’s meals she’s done before p>
The butler looked troubled, “Those meals were always personally prepared by Ms. Langston p>
“It’s just a meal; how hard can it be?” Lucian grumbled, feeling the pain intensify.
A maid nearby explained, “Mr. Lucian Langston, I heard Ms. Langston would prepare the rice for those meals a day in advance. She’d get up early to ensure all ingredients were fresh. The cooking sequence and timing were crucial; even a slight deviation could ruin it. She got the recipe from an old doctor. None of us learned how to make it, so all those years Ms. Langston was the one who always prepared these meals p>
Hearing this, Lucian inexplicably felt an unexpected pang of distress.