When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 225: President Lancaster Finally Took the Initiative
Adrian Lancaster maintained a calm demeanor, both hands gripping the steering wheel as he looked straight ahead.
She didnโt speak, nor did he know what to say, and the atmosphere in the car was a bit heavy. ๐ฏ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฎ๐๐ท๐๐ฟ๐๐.๐๐ธ๐ข
After some unknown amount of time passed, Faye Turner turned her gaze towards him, asking softly, "Have you eaten?"
"No." The man parted his thin lips, still not turning his gaze.
The girl withdrew her gaze, took out her phone, and dialed Mrs. Rhodesโ number, speaking softly, "Mrs. Rhodes, please prepare dinner for Mr. Lancaster. Iโve already eaten, but there are still some shrimp balls he likes in the fridge."
"Sure, madam, Iโll prepare it right away."
After hanging up, Faye Turner turned to look out the car window.
The car continued to drive forward, and Adrian Lancaster still didnโt speak to explain anything.
And Faye, understandingly, didnโt ask.
Once they went upstairs and entered the house, Mrs. Rhodes greeted them, "Hello, Mr. Lancaster, hello, madam." She had also prepared slippers for them.
"Mrs. Rhodes, is dinner ready?" Faye asked with a smile, catching the aroma of chicken soup.
"Yes, yes, itโs ready. Mr. Lancaster can wash his hands and eat now." Mrs. Rhodes was very amiable, "Madam, would you like to have a little more?"
"No, thank you." Saying this, she walked towards her study.
As for Adrian Lancaster, he headed to the dining room.
Before long, someone knocked on the front door and rang the doorbell.
Faye turned her head in confusion, looking outside, wondering who could be visiting?
After Mrs. Rhodes opened the door, a manโs questioning voice came through, "Is Madam here? The Old Master sent me to deliver some gifts for her."
Faye immediately stopped her work, got up, and walked out. At this time, Adrian Lancaster also got up and came to the door.
The door opened, and four men came in from outside, courteously greeting them, "Hello, Young Master, Hello, Madam." They carried bags or large boxes in their hands.
This lineup was somewhat reminiscent of a traditional familyโs betrothal gift in ancient times.
"Madam, these are all sent by the Old Master. Thereโs food, clothing, and things to use. He hopes you will like them and be a bit happier."
"Thank you." Faye was a bit taken aback, yet smiled as she gave her thanks, "Please thank Grandfather for me."
"Alright, we wonโt disturb you any longer, goodbye." They put down the items and then turned to leave.
Soon, Grandfather called Faye on her phone.
As she returned to her study, she slid to answer the call, "Grandfather, why did you have someone send gifts over?"
"Do you like them?" The Old Master wanted to cheer her up, "Girls receiving gifts are generally delighted, wearing beautiful clothes and eating tasty food, all contribute good emotional value."
"Thank you, Grandfather, having you like me so much, Iโm already very, very happy." Faye knew Grandfather was worried about her mood due to the news.
Meanwhile, Grandfatherโs actions made Adrian Lancaster, who had returned to the dining room for dinner, reflect.
Was Grandfather setting an example?
Showing Adrian Lancaster through actions that it was time to give gifts?
If he didnโt give Faye gifts, Grandfather would probably blame him. But, what should he give?
Adrian Lancaster was very troubled.
After dinner, he stood up and walked into her study. The door was open, and he didnโt knock.
The girl, busy working, raised her head to meet the manโs deep gaze.
His tall figure was indeed impressive, his noble demeanor and unique aura made him stand out, giving a different sensation compared to other men.
Adrian Lancasterโs gaze lingered on her face for a moment, his eyes withdrawing as he asked in a flat tone, "Why donโt you ask me for an explanation?"
Finally, the topic was brought up, and he did it first.
Faye was quite happy.
She raised the corners of her lips, gently and obediently saying, "Because I trust you."
This statement caused Adrian Lancasterโs eyebrows to furrow slightly.
She continued, "If you wanted to be with Ivy Jennings, you would have married her long ago. Working together for so many years, being around each other day and night, is the easiest way to develop feelings."







