CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 83: SHE SEEMS TO HAVE MISUNDERSTOOD

"Make sure to get along well with friends; in such a good learning environment, even if you don’t fare well yourself, if your classmates do well, they can somewhat help you."

"So, here, you not only need to study but also make friends, understand?"

Listening to her heartfelt words to her brother, Adrian Lancaster felt they made a lot of sense. Somehow, he felt a slight stir within.

This girl is very genuine.

Perhaps, as someone lacking maternal love, he somewhat envied the sibling bond without any blood ties?

Ultimately, it’s because Faye Turner is too kind-hearted.

Her kindness made Adrian Lancaster, who had long seen through human nature in the business world, feel moved.

Her brother agreed to her request. As she hung up the phone and turned around, she then noticed him standing not far away.

Her chest tightened, and she had no idea when he had come in! Like a ghost, he hadn’t made a single sound.

Caught in the deep gaze of the man, Faye Turner couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed, "..." He must have heard everything she just said on the phone, right?

Just staring at her, Adrian Lancaster lost his focus for a moment.

She hadn’t showered yet tonight, nor had she removed her makeup; she remained how she was at the gala, elegant and captivating.

"You look beautiful tonight." Adrian Lancaster’s gaze was deep, his tone unusually gentle.

Ah?

Faye Turner was stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes, "..." But she quickly regained her composure, a smile appearing on her face, "Thank you."

"I don’t want a verbal thank you." Adrian Lancaster’s tone was indifferent, reverting to his usual aloofness.

Their gazes met, and the girl understood, her cheeks blushing slightly, "I’m still wearing my gown; I’ll go shower first."

After speaking, she turned around, grabbed a nightdress, and headed into the bathroom.

Adrian Lancaster stood where he was, musing over her words just now, his gaze deepening as he pondered what she was thinking.

Soon, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.

Adrian Lancaster sat in the armchair by the window, casually picking up the book "Waters Clear and Murky" from the round tea table, flipping through it with seeming seriousness.

This book by Zachary is about politics; he had read it many times, gaining different insights each time.

After flipping through a dozen pages or so, the sound of water in the bathroom ceased, pulling him back to reality.

As he put down the book and looked up, Faye Turner appeared at the bathroom door, freshly showered.

Her long black hair cascaded down, and she wore a light pink cotton bathrobe, without a single button, only a thin belt tied loosely into a bow at the waist.

A bit innocent, yet also a bit alluring.

While showering earlier, Faye Turner had been mentally preparing herself.

Being married and having slept together many times, sometimes a woman being proactive is not a bad thing; there’s no need to be so reserved, given that purity is no longer a concern.

She hadn’t intended to divorce anyway.

Besides, he had just helped her brother so much, hadn’t he?

She ought to express her gratitude through some practical actions, right?

The couple’s gazes met, and Adrian Lancaster increasingly thought she was beautiful—a beauty that was not stunning but undoubtedly comforting.

Faye Turner met his gaze, taking step by step towards him, with her escalating heartbeat as she neared.

Adrian Lancaster’s perceptive nature sensed she was acting quite unusual tonight.

Indeed, when she approached, she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and directly sat on his lap, lunging at him!

Thankfully, he was quick-eyed and swift-handed, seizing both her arms and pulling her back forcefully, furrowing his brow and asking, "What are you doing?"

Faye Turner, having finally mustered the courage and convinced herself to be proactive, was startled by the man’s resistance, "..."

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Adrian Lancaster allowed her to sit on his lap but grasped her arms and pulled her away from his body.