Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle - Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Family Trip (4) Chapter 237: Family Trip (4) Lucius sank into the plush mattress with a contented sigh, his body finally surrendering to the day’s fatigue.

“Ah, I feel so tired now,” he murmured, shifting slightly before resting his head in Layla’s lap.

She sat gracefully beside him, her fingers instinctively threading through his hair in soothing strokes.

“Did you enjoy spending time with your father and nephew?” Layla asked softly, her voice carrying a warm note of curiosity.

Lucius closed his eyes, letting the comfort of the moment envelop him.

“I did,” he replied, his lips curving into a small smile.

“Your suggestion for this trip was nothing short of perfect.

It gave me a chance to bond with them in ways I hadn’t imagined.

I feel…

lighter, somehow.” “I’m glad,” she whispered, her fingers threading in his hair.

“Close your eyes,” she then urged.

Lucius quirked a brow, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Are you going to sing me a lullaby?” he teased.

A faint smile tugged at her lips.

“I don’t know any lullabies,” she admitted.

Her expression grew contemplative as she continued, “I had a heartfelt conversation with Sister Fiona earlier.

She shared so much about her past.

Her greatest wish is for her son to make a name for himself.

It broke her heart when Roderick wasn’t chosen as chairman.” Lucius opened his eyes, meeting hers with a probing gaze.

“Are you thinking of stepping down and giving the position to Roderick eventually?” he asked with curiosity.

Layla didn’t respond immediately, her silence heavy with inner turmoil.

Her fingers paused mid-stroke in his hair, and her gaze drifted away, caught somewhere between duty and compassion.

“Don’t let your mind get clouded by the thoughts of your heart,” Lucius said firmly, his gaze unwavering as it met hers.

“Don’t fall into Fiona’s manipulation.

She might appear kind, but she’s ultimately selfish when it comes to her son.

You have a pure heart, Layla, and people will try to take advantage of that.

Don’t let them.” Layla absorbed his words, her expression thoughtful.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she promised, a note of resolve in her voice.

Then, her demeanor brightened as she said, “By the way, I heard there’s a small fair in the vicinity.

Should we go this evening?” Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Lucius smiled at her enthusiasm.

“Just you and me, right?” he asked, raising a brow playfully.

“I thought we could take Father too.

After all, this trip is for him,” she pointed out with a soft smile.

“Besides, we have plenty of time for moments together.” Lucius nodded.

“Alright.

Dad will definitely enjoy the fair.

I remember he used to tell me stories about fairs he went to as a child.

They were some of his happiest memories.” He paused, his gaze turning distant as he sat up on the bed.

“Honestly, I have no idea what my father endured all these years.

He loved my mother deeply, but her heart shifted.

When she wanted out, he didn’t hold her back.

He divorced her…

and I didn’t know how to handle it.

I was so wrapped up in my own pain that I failed him.” Layla reached out to speak, but Lucius gently shook his head.

“Let me say this, Layla.

I need to accept it.

I should have been there for him, but I was too lost in my own sorrows.

This trip… it’s opened my eyes to how much I’ve taken for granted.

Thank you for giving me this opportunity to see him in a new light.” He leaned closer and rested his forehead on her shoulder.

“Layla, you are truly wonderful just like your name.

I can’t thank you enough for coming into my life,” he said with a gentle smile gracing his lips.

~~~~~ Roderick glanced around the house, ensuring no one was watching, before pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

As he flicked the lighter to ignite it, a hand swiftly snatched it away.

“Roger!” Roderick snapped, his voice edged with frustration.

“Give that back,” he demanded, still holding the unlit cigarette between his fingers.

Before he could react further, Aiden plucked the cigarette from his hand with an air of practiced ease.

“Smoking is injurious to health,” Aiden remarked, his tone light but pointed.

“How can you blatantly ignore such a glaring warning?” Roderick rolled his eyes, exhaling a sharp breath.

“Oh, spare me.

You two are the last people who should be giving me a lecture on this,” he retorted.

“Boss will kick your butt if he finds out you’ve started smoking, Rick,” Roger teased with a smirk.

“Consider this lighter confiscated.” He slipped it into his pocket with an air of finality.

Roderick chuckled, though irritation flickered in his eyes.

He turned on his heel and walked away, muttering under his breath, “Why the hell did these two even follow me here?” Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly collided with someone.

His hands instinctively reached out, steadying Ivy before she stumbled.

Their sudden closeness caught him off guard, and he quickly stepped back.

“What happened?” he asked, trying to mask his surprise.

Ivy’s expression was unreadable.

“I thought you were going to tell your mother that you don’t want to be with me.” Roderick’s brow furrowed.

“I have no intention of doing that,” he replied curtly.

Ivy squared her shoulders while speaking firmly, “You should because I’m not going to get engaged to you.” He crossed his arms, meeting her gaze with equal resolve.

“Then tell that to my mom yourself,” he saix, before brushing past her.

However, he stopped after a moment.

“Well, it feels like you are bound to engage to me.

I must not do anything then, Ivy.

You called me jerk, so I’ll enjoy your misery,” he asserted and finally left her sight.

Ivy clenched her fists.

“Should I ask Layla to help me?” she murmured, thinking that this idea could work in her favor.

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