Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 205: Lachlan Wyatt, Something Big Has Happened!
Seeing Lachlan Wyatt looking so smug, William Thorne commented, "Wow, you finally showed up. Why not just stay away, and let your son take my last name and call me Dad."
Lachlan rotated his arm, "See this hand? It’s about to make contact with your face."
"You wouldn’t dare hit me." William stood behind Anne Sawyer, "My wife won’t let you get away with it!"
"..." How could there be such a cowardly rich second generation?
Lachlan, holding Felix Crawford’s hand, walked out together, their figures, one large and one small, harmonious like a loving father and son. Who knew they had once been estranged for five years?
Blood ties are indeed mysterious.
Watching Felix stand with Lachlan, Iris Crawford sighed in her heart.
If it can’t be stopped, then don’t stop it.
After all, Felix’s life belongs to him.
But behind her, Anne called out to Iris, "Iris, I have something to say to you."
Iris turned around to find Anne standing not far away. She walked up, and the two women faced each other.
Anne glanced at William going off with Lachlan before approaching Iris. Whispering among the two beautiful women, she said, "Lachlan and William are the same type of people. I wouldn’t recommend being with Lachlan. How about I introduce you to a good man? Cillian, Miles Grant, they’re both really good."
Upon hearing this, Iris’s eyes lit up, "Really? I’ve heard those names before."
"Yes, I think they’re much better than William and Lachlan. I’m stuck with William for the rest of my life, but you’re not married yet..." Anne took a breath, "I’m afraid you’ll end up like me, suffering. How about I set you up with a new boyfriend? Your ex-husband didn’t seem great either."
Iris, fiddling with her hair, looked away, "Haha, I’m fine with anyone, as long as they can accept Felix."
If the person couldn’t accept Felix’s existence, then there’s no point in pursuing the relationship.
Anne understood Iris’s thoughts, "So... be honest with me..."
At this moment, as Lachlan was walking ahead, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, fearing a surprise attack, but when he turned around, no one was there.
He patted his back, "Strange, why does it feel so chilly..."
Meanwhile, Anne covered her mouth, speaking softly, "Honestly, do you still like Lachlan?"
Iris was stunned, as if her mind went blank.
After a moment, she fiercely said, "There’s no need to like him."
"Okay."
Hearing this, Anne immediately smiled, and that smile left William dumbfounded nearby, "Honey, you’re not... not planning to steal Iris away, are you! Don’t go, if you run off with Iris, what am I going to do?"
Anne’s smile stiffened, and her high heel pressed on William’s shoe, causing the handsome man to gasp in pain and finally fall silent. Just as he was about to call Lachlan back, he saw Anne had already taken out her phone and handed Iris a certain man’s QR code.
William: ... Oh no, oh no, if Lachlan finds out, won’t he beat me to death?
As expected, after scanning the QR code, Anne winked at Iris, "Why not just go today?"
Iris chuckled wryly, "Is it that urgent? I haven’t even had a proper chat with my brother yet."
Orion Crawford stood at a distance, watching Anne and Iris talk, too afraid to step forward.
Probably fearing that his sister would remember the past and be disappointed in him.
The tall man seemed like he had done something wrong, lowered his head, and remained silent.
Beside him, Marceline Galloway appeared oblivious to Orion’s thoughts and waved enthusiastically at Iris, "Iris! Over here, over here!"
Iris looked up to see Marceline dragging her stubborn brother towards her. Especially as Orion met Iris’s gaze, he quickly looked away.
Iris laughed, "What’s wrong, haven’t seen me for months and don’t plan to acknowledge me as your sister?"
Marceline asked confusedly, "What do you mean by acknowledging? Did you siblings have a fight?"
Iris poked Orion’s forehead, "Look, this man feels guilty towards me right now! Did you remember not standing up for me back then, so you feel sorry for me?"
Listen! Listen to that!
Orion hugged Iris, "Little ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong. If you want the moon in the sky, I’ll get it for you, just don’t hold a grudge, okay?"
Iris chuckled, "How could I hold a grudge? It was right for you not to get involved back then. Some things are best resolved by myself. Otherwise, if you ended up like Seth Rowan, wouldn’t the police have taken you too?"
Orion’s Adam’s apple bobbed, unsure of what to say to his sister’s understanding.
She seemed prickly, but when touched, she was soft and kind.
Marceline, understanding a bit of the past, naturally found it awkward and fiddled with her hands, "Iris, would you be mad... that I was so close with Evelyn Rowan just now?"
"Hmph."
Iris’s expression changed on the spot, folding her arms, "Mad, I’m really mad! You’re not part of our family, I naturally wouldn’t care as much!"
Marceline got anxious, stamping her slender leg, "What do you want me to do! I knew Evelyn Rowan before you, but... you surpassed that."
Turns out friendships could be surpassed too.
Iris pinched Marceline’s delicate nose, "If you marry into our family and become part of it, I won’t hold it against you, how about that?"
Marceline’s face flushed red, hiding behind Orion, who instinctively wrapped an arm around her, saying to Iris, "How can you joke about such things, Iris."
"Oh? Whether it’s a joke, someone knows in their heart."
Iris whistled like a cheeky rascal, then headed towards the door. Lachlan was there, holding Felix’s hand, waiting for her, as if having reunited after a long time apart. The dim night behind him blurred his outline, but somehow made his eyes more vivid.
In the public eye, Lachlan rarely showed his blue eyes.
Perhaps those heterochromatic eyes were a secret between him and Iris.
Iris squinted to admire Lachlan’s silhouette for a moment before shaking her head and not walking towards him.
The man behind her gradually wore a look of loneliness, but she plunged into the night without turning back.
Lachlan Wyatt sent Felix Crawford to Shane Lawson’s house for a stayover. These kids were inseparable, and after dropping Felix off, Lachlan returned home alone, feeling utterly empty, wondering when he could bring their mother and child back together.
Meanwhile, Iris Crawford happily returned to The Crawford Family with her brother. No sooner had she changed her clothes than Anne Sawyer was waiting downstairs at her place.
She said, "Act on your impulse," urging Iris to immediately go and meet her new romance.
And so, before Iris could settle in, she found herself sitting in Anne’s sports car. Confused, she asked, "Where’s William Thorne?"
"I told him to take the kid and get a cab on his own." Anne replied while driving, waving her phone, "See, your new flame told me he can meet you tonight for drinks."
"Alright then."
With one hand propping her chin, Iris couldn’t help but notice Anne’s decisive nature. She’d heard that back then she and William had quite a tumultuous love drama, yet now the past animosity seemed imperceptible.
Perhaps love and hatred cannot withstand the test of time.
Will it be the same for her and Lachlan, fading away in the world?
Suddenly regaining her senses, Iris noticed her phone vibrating—it was a message from Lachlan.
[I sent our son to Shane Lawson’s, he was eager to hang out with Shane.]
She felt assured with Felix at Shane’s place, so she replied with a simple ’Mm,’ saying nothing more.
For months, Lachlan had been accompanying her through rehabilitation, maybe expressing his feelings in his own way, yet Iris pretended not to see.
Some feelings, once missed, are gone forever.
Thinking to herself, Iris decided not to converse further with Lachlan. After turning off her phone, she asked, "Is the new flame you referred to handsome?"
"What a joke!"
Anne answered without hesitation, "Of course he is a handsome guy!"
"Oh?"
Iris touched her earlobe, wondering, "Is he...as handsome as Lachlan?"
"Uh."
Anne paused, unsure how to respond.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!"
Anne picked the safest answer, "Anyway, he’s definitely an exceptional hunk, he’ll make you forget Lachlan in no time!"
So twenty minutes later, at the entrance of a quiet little tavern, Iris pushed the door open. Sitting at the bar edge was a tall man who appeared quite secure, and when he turned around, she almost gasped.
Hand...handsome guy!
Anne nudged the dazed Iris with her elbow, saying, "Well, isn’t he good-looking?"
Iris chuckled, "He’s indeed a bit handsome."
"Go and introduce yourself."
Anne led Iris forward, "His name is Alaric Cain, and this is Iris Crawford."
Surname Cain?
Such an ancient surname...
Iris observed Alaric’s features closely; his visage carried the air of a historical romance protagonist, not the mainstream look with bushy brows and large eyes, but a single eyelid sharp and defiant, a high nose bridge, and full lips, emitting a cold yet stern charisma.
Iris complimented him, "Handsome guy, you must be popular with the men too."
Alaric’s face fell instantly, "You sure know how to flatter someone, Miss Crawford."
Iris remarked, "But your name sounds so familiar. Are your family and the Fairchild Family aristocratic?"
"Yes, our families have been passed down from early times."
Alaric did not deny, "Including our surnames."
Anne patted Alaric’s shoulder, saying, "This guy’s in a rut because the woman he liked is getting engaged to someone else. Iris hasn’t figured things out either, so I thought, help if I can. You’re both eligible; try finding a path forward together."
Iris reached out like meeting a client, extending her hand to Alaric, "Hello, I’m Iris Crawford, pleased to meet you."
Alaric put his glass down, "Nice to meet you."
They hadn’t yet released their hands when someone nearby exclaimed, "Huh? Iris?!"
Iris raised her head in shock, spotting Dane Rivers standing by the bar, appearing suddenly. His jaw seemed about to drop, "Did I drink too much? Went to the restroom and came back spotting Iris?"
...That reaction is definitely the foolish rich kid Dane Rivers.
Dane stared at Iris and Alaric’s entwined hands for a long time before rushing over, "What are you doing, huh? Are you on a date? Ah!"
Iris leaned back a bit, "Getting to know a new friend."
"New friend?" Dane moved closer, "Am I not your friend? Why didn’t you shake my hand! Here, my hand!"
Dane thrust his left hand into Iris’s and started calling someone with his right, "Lachlan Wyatt, save me! Big news! Iris is cozying up to another man in the bar!" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Just a handshake, how did it become twisted like that!
Iris shouted, "You’re drunk!"
"I’m not drunk! Lachlan Wyatt, hurry up! I’m afraid I can’t handle this guy solo; he’s beefier than me!"
