When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 946: President Lancaster Is Really Stubborn
A silent meal finished in just eight minutes.
Adrian Lancaster didn’t speak the entire time, and Ivy Jennings also remained silent. The sorrow and disappointment in her heart intertwined, consuming her from within.
This was the scene she had longed for.
But why was she so sad inside? Clearly, she was with him, and he was dining with her, yet her heart ached, like a piercing pain.
After the lunch.
Ivy Jennings handed the contract she had drafted to Adrian Lancaster, smiling, "President Lancaster, please take a look." Her voice was soft, fearing he wouldn’t even glance at it, or worse, reject the project because of her.
Yes, in Ivy’s understanding, Adrian Lancaster was that kind of person.
To be honest, Adrian Lancaster wasn’t happy with the situation today; he believed it to be one of Ivy’s tactics.
The more she tried to get close, the less he gave her a chance.
So, this contract, Adrian Lancaster didn’t reach out to take it. He put down the handkerchief he used to wipe the corner of his lips, stood up, and looked at her, "Ivy, I’ll pay for this meal. Please tell President Sawyer he lacks sincerity; we won’t be proceeding with this project."
After saying that, he turned and left. Dustin Shepherd quickly put down his bowl and picked up the handkerchief to follow.
As Ivy Jennings abruptly stood up, Adrian Lancaster’s figure disappeared at the door.
The sudden feeling that surged in her heart wasn’t anger or sadness but a stifled breath!
After a while, the woman’s tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the contract slipped from her hand, falling beside her high heels.
She felt that many things, in that moment, were like candies left for too long, only to discover their taste had changed once in her mouth.
Even though Adrian dined with her, she wasn’t as happy as she imagined.
Flashes of their past interactions crossed her mind. Sometimes, after he drank too much at social gatherings, she would book a room for him and even support him back to the hotel...
She never had any substantial relationship with him, but there was plenty of physical contact. They were like intimate friends.
She understood his taste, his hobbies, and his taboos...
Just like earlier, all the dishes she ordered were his favorites.
A tear rolled down Ivy’s face; she took a deep breath, trying hard to diffuse this emotion.
The beginning of the story was a simple "Hello."
The end of the story was a departure without a backward glance.
Everything changed because of Faye Turner.
Today is Saturday, Jadepoint, at The Xavier Estate, the warm sun was shining, the gentle breeze was blowing, an idyllic paradise that outsiders envied.
Since the day Rhiannon Xavier received the rabbit meat sent by her brother and learned the dress wasn’t custom-made for her, she started brooding.
She couldn’t eat or sleep well, feeling unhappy, like a blockage in her chest.
That white dress hung on the rack in her bedroom. At first, she thought it was more beautiful than a wedding dress, but now it looked dull and lifeless.
Could she really not be his companion?
Would she really have to let that little bitch Gia go?
No, she refused to accept it!
Rhiannon Xavier stood up, collected herself, and walked toward her mother’s residence.
"Madam, Miss is here," a maid saw her and promptly went inside to announce.
At the time, Mrs. Xavier was sitting in the living room, wearing a cheongsam and doing embroidery, with warm sunlight streaming through the window, enveloping her in a serene and timeless scene.
She was embroidering a fan she intended to give to Gia.
"That’s good, bring some of the pastries Mrs. Lane just made, and send the rest to Miss Gia while they’re still warm," she instructed, feeling quite pleased.
"Yes, Madam." The maid turned and left, her demeanor also filled with happiness.
