Chapter 193
Seeing the word “bro,” a hint of a smile flitted across Kingsley’s eyes, but his typed tone was mercilessly teasing: [I can’t afford you-since your loyalty always seems to lie elsewhere p>
Thurston: p>
The day after Jane Lambert was discharged from the hospital, Lucy flew back from Switzerland.
When she landed, Thurston had already arranged a car to pick her up.
She had returned alone this time, not daring to risk bringing Seven along. Although Kingsley hadn’t pestered her recently or stepped foot in Switzerland, his abnormal silence was like a fog-she couldn’t read his intentions.
Because she didn’t bring the child, she planned to stay only one night and return the next day.
That night, Jane pulled Lucy into bed with her-they hadn’t seen each other in so long and had a bellyful of words to say.
The night deepened, and they chattered until dawn. Even when the nanny came in to feed the baby or change diapers, their conversation never broke; the connection remained warm and lively.
At noon the next day, inside the airport departure lounge, a cup of barely touched coffee sat in front of Lucy.
She hadn’t felt tired talking all night with Jane, but now exhaustion hit her like a wave. She set an alarm, leaned back in the chair, and closed her eyes for a nap.
Coincidentally, Kingsley was flying to Switzerland that day. The trip was purely for business, and before leaving, he had secretly resolved not to disturb her.
But when Lucy’s figure crashed unexpectedly into his vision, all those seemingly solid walls of restraint crumbled instantly, rendered worthless.
He stood there for a long time. In the end, he didn’t step forward. He simply found a seat some distance away.
After sitting, he turned to Xavier, keeping his voice low. “Check if she’s returning to Switzerland p>
“She is, and she’s on the same flight as you,” Xavier replied rapidly, having just checked.
In his heart, Xavier muttered-both were in First Class, just seated apart. Meeting without planning… call it fate.
Kingsley didn’t respond. He took the tablet Xavier handed him and swiped through work emails.
His gaze remained sharp and focused, as if the moment of
heart-pounding wavering just
had been nothing mor than a trivial interlude while waiting for a flight.
Nearly thirty minutes later, the boarding announcement blared.
Lucy’s alarm hadn’t even gone off before the noise startled her awake. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, scanning the surroundings in a daze.
But when her gaze inadvertently collided with Kingsley’s figure, the fog in her eyes vanished, her expression darkening.
Their eyes met briefly. Kingsley gave a slight nod, an acknowledgement. Then he took Xavier and walked out first.
Lucy gave no response. Her face remained expressionless, as if the eye contact had been a hallucination.
While queuing for the ticket check, Lucy looked down and quickly messaged the nanny to ask about Seven.
The reply came instantly: [All good. Mr. Holt is currently playing with Seven outside p>
Two videos followed. In the first, Seven was bouncing high on a trampoline, his small face full of laughter. In the second, he was buried in a ball pit, reaching out to grab colorful plastic spheres.
Lucy watched them one by one, the corners of her mouth curving up involuntarily. After exiting the orat, she sent a message to Jules Thank you for your hard work p>