【48】Cunning Bitch

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— Lex —

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— Lex —

Dinner was good, even if I barely had enough time to myself to enjoy it. I was sitting between Lily and Celia, who visibly couldn't do a single thing without my assistance. Weren't children supposed to grow and become less needy?

As much as I complained, there was something about kids that I'd always liked. They were truthful and honest. Kids didn't play mind games and didn't try to fuck you up with deceptions and lies. They were simple and easy to handle. Also, Lily and Celia weren't too bad. I still remembered how tiny they used to be, their blonde, thin hair barely covering their heads, their hands perfect replicas of adults but small and chubby. Being their godfather was adding to my responsibilities, and I should try my best to be an example.

Still, I couldn't wait for those five fucking courses to be over, so I could politely but firmly invite everyone to get out, to finally be alone with the gorgeous brunette sitting opposite from me.

Andrea was looking much more like herself, confident and friendly, radiating with spirit. Her smile was always a sight to behold, and she seemed to be finding a lot of things to smile about during her conversation with Emilia and Juliet.

Our gazes would often meet, and every time it did, something tender lit up in her eyes. I was certain the same kind of emotions shown in mine, too.

Everyone at the table suddenly focused on my mother, who'd apparently decided to move back to Seattle for a few months. We all knew she hated this city, and while she used to come now and then, she hadn't actually lived here in years. Every time she could, she preferred to go to her terrace in London, arguing it was a city up to her standard.

She justified herself with whatever reason she had in mind, but the way she glared at Andrea was more eloquent than any of her bullshits. She was here to handle an issue, a threat to her family's prestige.

Fuck that. If she came even near Andrea, I'd throw her on a plane to London myself and banish her to this city she liked so much.

But because I hadn't played this little game of wits with her in a long time, I didn't expect what followed.

"This reminds me, did you know Evora was back in town?" she asked, knowing perfectly well what she was doing.

Shit... I hadn't told Andrea about Eva yet. I'd been meaning to, especially since Evora had moved back to Seattle, but the moment never seemed right. Either that, or I was distracted entirely by whatever Andrea and I were doing, her presence bewitching more often than not. Kevin had been urging me to tell her, arguing it was an important conversation we needed to have.

Truly, I didn't get it. It was a marriage only in name with a woman I hadn't seen in years, and that had lasted less than a week. If it had been meaningless then, it was even more insignificant now. Why did people care so much about the past? It could never be changed, anyway.

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