Chapter 593 The Most Romantic Thing


    After leaving the Griffins, Lucas returned to Sun Garden. As he strolled through its pathways, he found


    himself standing outside Leigh''s door. Checking the time, he sighed, realizing it waste, and Leigh


    must have already gone to bed. He lingered outside the door for a moment, about to leave, when the


    door swung open, revealing Leigh dressed in pajamas.


    "How did you know I was outside?" he asked.


    "Maybe... telepathy?" Leigh smiled and gestured for him toe in.


    "It''ste, why aren''t you sleeping?" Lucas nervously nced at her injured area. "Is the wound


    bothering you and keeping you awake?"


    "It''s not that serious," Leigh reassured, closing the door and yfully pinching his ear. "I was just


    thinking about you. How did your conversation with your father go?"


    Lucas blushed. "It went well. He divorced Martha, and Cynthia Griffin and her three sisters were all


    asked to leave the house."


    Leigh nodded. "Hmm, that''s good."


    She didn''t mention the Griffin Family again.


    Feeling a bit down, she handed Lucas a bathrobe and said, "Go take a shower. Come sleep with me


    when you are done."


    Lucas hesitated. "Isn''t that inappropriate?"


    "What are you thinking?" Leigh red at him. "It''s exactly what it sounds like, don''t overthink it!"


    Lucas replied, "I''m not overthinking it. You''re injured. What else could I be thinking?"


    "If that''s the case, what''s wrong with it?" Leigh asked.


    Lucas said, "It''s just that we''re a man and a woman alone together..."


    Leigh raised an eyebrow. "So? Don''t you n on marrying me?"


    "Yes!" Lucas nodded firmly. "I definitely will!"


    If he hesitated now, he would be a scumbag.


    "Then, it''s settled." Leigh pushed him toward the bathroom. "I''m injured and emotionally fragile. I need


    you to sleep with me."


    Lucas was left speechless. Alright. That reason is quitepelling.


    After taking a shower, the two of themy side by side on the bed. Lucasy straight, not daring to


    move. Leigh found it amusing and turned to lie on her side, facing him. "Lucas..."


    Her voice was sweet, and Lucas'' ears perked up. "Wh-what is it?"


    Leigh smiled. "You''re definitely not a scumbag."


    Lucas was confused. "Why?"


    "Because you''re too cautious." Leighughed even more happily.


    Lucas replied, "Isn''t it just being careful? I was raised with strict values!"


    "Yes, yes. I was teasing you!" Leigh stared at him without blinking. "You''re just cautious enough, just


    right in every way. I like everything about you."


    Lucas was left speechless. He felt like she was flirting with him. This was going in the wrong direction.


    He should be the one doing the flirting!


    Alright. Between him and Leigh, it always seemed like Leigh was the one doing the flirting, and he was


    just passively enduring it.


    This was not good. It damaged his sense of masculinity. He needed to change! He clenched his fist


    secretly and turned to lie down next to Leigh. "Leigh..."


    "Hmm?" Leigh stared at him without blinking.


    Looking into Leigh''s clear and bright eyes, for a moment, he couldn''t find the right words. After gazing


    at Leigh for a while, he was tempted and leaned in, kissing Leigh''s lips. After a long time, the two finally


    parted. Leigh covered her face andughed, and Lucas'' heart raced as if it was about to burst out of


    his chest.


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    After enoughughter, Leigh nestled into Lucas'' arms, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Lucas, sing


    me a song... When I was a child, I used to sleep too much during the day and couldn''t sleep at night,


    so my parents would sing to me. They sang beautifully..."


    "Alright..." Lucas carefully avoided her injured area, embraced her, and also closed his eyes, singing a


    love song. "Sitting back-to-back on the carpet, listening to music and talking about dreams, you hope I


    be gentler. I hope you keep me in your heart. You said you want to give me a romantic dream.


    Thank you for helping me find paradise. Even if it takes a lifetime to fulfill, as long as I say it, remember


    it and never forget. The most romantic thing I can think of, is growing old slowly with you. Collecting


    every bit ofughter along the way to reminisce about it in rocking chairs in the future..."


    Leigh closed her eyes, her lips curled up in a smile, and she fell asleep to his singing. Before drifting


    off, in her hazy mind, she thought, is this song the promise this man made to me?


    He would grow old slowly with her. She felt fortunate to have met this man.


    She also has to thank herself for liking him, being moved by him, and bravely making a move.


    Leigh was lucky; she didn''t misjudge him. This man could bring her happiness. She firmly believed it.


    She fell asleep, with a smile on her lips, breathing peacefully. She no longer had the vibrant and lively


    appearance she had during the day, but she was now as docile as a child.


    As Lucas gazed at her sleeping face, his heart softened.


    He stared at her for a long time and couldn''t help but lower his head, gently kissing her forehead.


    Fate was truly miraculous.


    He never had any illusions or hopes about marriage.


    His life n was simple; he was nning to assist his older brother, Jonathan, in managing the


    company. After his brother got married and had children, he would help his brother and sister-inw


    take care of the kids.


    When he grew old, if his nephews and nieces were willing to take care of him, he would consider


    himself fortunate.


    If his nephews and nieces had their own lives and couldn''t take care of him, he had wealth and loyal


    subordinates. As he aged, he would cultivate a few trusted confidants who could look after him.


    Sometimes, he even wondered if he would live to old age.


    Take each day as ites; who knows what the future holds?


    But now, he had a beloved woman.


    His woman wanted to hear him sing, and the lyrics ''the most romantic thing I can think of is growing old


    with you'' immediately came to his mind.


    He wanted to grow old slowly with his woman.


    He wanted to marry her, build a family with her, have a few children, and, when they grew old, have


    grandchildren surrounding them.


    Just the thought of that scene filled him with anticipation and motivation for the future.


    Leigh drifted off to sleep.


    Jonathan couldn''t fall asleep.


    At times, he would ponder about the Griffin Family, while other times, he would reflect on the small


    moments shared with Leigh. He was particrly concerned about her injury, fearing that she might


    identally roll over and put pressure on the wound.


    He held Leigh''s hand tightly and stayed awake throughout the night.


    The following day, Leigh woke up from her slumber and saw his erged, handsome face. She quickly


    noticed the slight redness in his eyes.


    She furrowed her brows and gently touched his face. "You didn''t sleep at all, did you?"


    "I did." Lucas lied. "Just like you, I just woke up."


    "You''re lying!" Leigh yfully pinched his face. "There are bloodshot eyes in your gaze! If I had known


    that you couldn''t sleep beside me, I wouldn''t have insisted on having you sleep with me."


    She felt a tinge of regret.


    "It''s not because of that!" Lucas quickly exined, "I was preupied with thoughts about the Griffin


    Family''s situation, which kept me awake. It has nothing to do with you."


    He couldn''t let his future wife misunderstand that he couldn''t sleep when he was with her.


    He had to rify it thoroughly.