Chapter 1052
Chapter 1052:
Austin’s expression softened, a trace of fondness in his eyes. “If it’s too much for you, just let my mom know you don’t need it p>
Yelena thought about it for a moment but couldn’t bring herself to turn down the kindness. She was deeply touched by Maggie’s proactive generosity. She had never experienced such warmth from the Roberts family before.
Yelena replied, “It’s fine. It’ll fit in the suitcase. I’ll just check it in p>
Austin gave a hum of agreement, then unexpectedly lifted Yelena and carefully placed her on the bed. He furrowed his brow, realizing how light she was—so light that lifting her felt effortless.
“You should eat more, or you’ll end up too thin,” he remarked, his tone carrying a hint of concern.
Yelena stiffened, her face turning bright red in an instant.
“You…” Yelena struggled to speak, her heart pounding fiercely, threatening to leap from her chest.
Austin, noticing her flushed face, took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure as Yelena remained frozen, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.
Austin’s lips curled into a soft, knowing smile, clearly amused by Yelena’s flustered reaction. Leaning in just enough for his breath to brush against her ear, he murmured in a low, velvety voice, “No need to be nervous. I just want you to be healthy. You’re too thin—you really should eat more p>
Yelena inhaled deeply, steadying herself before responding, “I… I know p>
Seeing the faint pink dusting her cheeks, a wave of tenderness swelled in Austin’s chest. With a light pat on her shoulder, he said, “Alright, finish packing. I’ll head downstairs and bring you something to eat p>
Yelena nodded, relieved that the awkward moment had passed. She refocused on packing, but her mind was a tangled mess of emotions.
Before long, Austin returned, carrying a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup. Setting it on the bedside table, he said, “Eat up p>
Yelena met his gaze with gratitude and started eating. Austin watched her quietly, a sense of contentment settling over him. He stayed by her side, chatting now and then, his casual remarks making the atmosphere feel warm and tender.
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Then, Yelena’s phone rang. She glanced at the screen—a number she didn’t recognize. After a brief hesitation, she answered.
A man’s voice, dripping with mockery, came through the line. “Yelena? It’s Kyson p>
Yelena’s expression hardened in an instant. She shot Austin a look, silently telling him to stay calm, and then answered coldly, “What do you want? Spit it out p>
Kyson’s laugh was laced with scorn. “Don’t think you’re safe just because you have Austin backing you. This isn’t over p>
A dangerous glint flashed in Yelena’s eyes. “Kyson, I’d think carefully before making any move if I were you. Otherwise, you’ll regret it p>
He scoffed, unfazed. “We’ll see about that. I’ll make you regret this p>
The call ended. Yelena tossed the phone aside, her jaw tightening. Austin, catching the shift in her demeanor, asked, “Was that Kyson p>
She nodded. “He’s trying to threaten me, saying this isn’t over p>
Austin let out a low chuckle, his voice laced with contempt. “He’s really asking for trouble. Don’t worry—I’ll handle it p>
Yelena met his steady gaze, a warmth settling in her chest.
She didn’t need Austin to fight her battles—she could handle Kyson herself. But knowing he was there made everything feel a little less heavy. Over the following days, Austin took care of Kyson, and he never resurfaced. Yelena’s life gradually returned to normal. But that was another story.
While Yelena ate, Austin had already finished packing her things. Compared to her rushed and somewhat messy approach, his method was meticulous—each item neatly arranged.