Chapter 440
Chapter 440 We Are All Clever Individuals
His voice wasn’t loud. In fact, it wasn’t enough for Adrian on the other end of the phone to hear.
Caught between the two of them, Lysander couldn’t help but feel a wave of annoyance. She had
already encountered enough trouble recently and neither had the time nor the inclination to waste
energy on such trivial matters.
While on the phone, Adrian sensed her silence and took the initiative to ask, “Did you go to see Josiah
again?”
“No, it was a chance encounter.”
“It seemed like he harbors quite a grudge against me.”
“Dr. Sutton, what are your ns for the future? Are you going back to Stounia, or do you n on
working here?”
“Why are you suddenly asking this?”
Lysander said, “Anesthesiologists are in high demand, both domestically and internationally. I just think
that if you could continue your medical career, no matter where you are, you would be able to help a lot
more patients.”
Adrian’sugh had a touch of mncholy. “I understand what you mean. I’ll try to call you less in the
future.”
Lysander opened her mouth, wanting to deny it, yet she found herself unable to utter words that would
contradict her heart.
What she had just said, indeed, conveyed that meaning.
“All right, Lysander. I understand. I’ll give serious thought to what you just told me.”
“Okay.”
Lysander put away her phone, ignoring the disgruntled look on Josiah’s face. She turned around and
headed toward the hall door, never once looking back.
Daphne had been waiting alone at the dining table for Lysander for quite some time. When she
returned, she didn’t question her about why she had been in the restroom for so long. Instead, she
simply reported, “Not long after you left, they moved to a different location for photos. I noticed that
Josiah seems to favor Tiffany over that pretentious woman now.”
“She’s a new me, so it is quite normal,” Lysander responded absentmindedly, appearing rather
uninterested. She didn’t seem to want to discuss matters concerning others. any further.
Daphne noticed a shift in her mood and asked with concern, “What’s wrong?”
Lysander picked up her fork and resumed eating. “It’s nothing really. It’s just that the corridors outside
are a bitplicated. I almost lost my way.”
She didn’t want Daphne to worry alongside her, so she quickly made up an excuse to brush the matter
aside.
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Believing it to be true, Daphne pushed the dessert that the waiter had just brought toward her. “Have
some sweets to calm your nerves. The view here is quite nice, but the unlit areas can be a bit eerie at
night.”
“Okay.”
Lysander picked up the spoon and tasted the panna cotta.
After they finished their meal, it wasn’t toote. Daphne suggested, “Let me take you home.”
Lysander thought about the potential visitor at home and shook her head. “That won’t be necessary.
You’ve been incredibly busy these past few days, so you should head home and rest. Paying back the
money is just the first step. There will be plenty more for you to deal withter.”
Daphne sighed heavily as she remembered the mess Everhart Corporation was in, momentarily
forgetting to ask about her ns.
As expected, Lysander took a cab back to her ce, and there, in the hallway, she saw Adrian.
Just like before, he was carrying bags of various sizes filled with–shopping items. The only difference
was that this time, he had also brought along a toolbox.
Adrian must have been waiting for her for quite some time now. When the voice–activated light
flickered on, his initial reaction was to squint as the sudden brightness stung his eyes.
“Why have youe sote?”
Adrian replied with a smile, “We can discuss everything elseter. Your bedroom light is broken. It
could be a bit risky if you need to get up at night.”
“You didn’t have toe all this way to fix the light at such ate hour. What time is it already?”
“As a girl living alone, there’s a risk if something were to happen, and there’s no one around. Even if
you: call for help, it would take time for someone to arrive. So, it’s best to be extra careful.”
They had already reached her doorstep. To forcibly drive him away at this point would seem rather
inhumane.
When Lysander opened the door for him, the lights in the living room had juste on. White Coat,
which had been lying excitedly on the couch, sprung up and cheerfully dashed toward the entrance to
greet its master.
Woof! Woof!
White Coat first circled around Lysander’s trouser leg, waiting for her to bend and stroke it. Then, it
scampered over to Adrian’s feet, excitedly cing its paw on his shoe.
Gently setting down the items he was carrying, Adrian finally had a free hand to scratch his head,
speaking in a warm voice, “Good. y by yourself for a bit. I’lle backter to take you for a walk.”
Before he’d even finished speaking, he’d already made a beeline for the kitchen with an ease that
spoke of familiarity. Tying on an apron, he said to Lysander. “This time, I didn’t buy any semi–finished
products. I’ve chosen all fresh ingredients. That piece of beef brisket is particrly good. I can make a
stew for you. I learned a stew recipe online, and it’s especially good for girls.
The sound of the refrigerator opening echoed from the kitchen quickly, indicating he was organizing the
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ingredients he had brought.
On her way back, Lysander had made up her mind. She could no longerfortably ept his
kindness. However, when it came time to voice this, she still found it incredibly difficult.
Better a short–term pain than a long–term torment. Hurting his feelings now was far preferable to giving
him false hopes and then cruelly snatching them away.
“Dr. Sutton, it’s reallyte. You really don’t have to go through all this trouble.”
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voice,
Adrian sensed the distance in her quickly peeking out from the kitchen to ask, “What’s wrong? Don’t
you like beef stew? I can switch it to fish stew. I bought fish too.”
Lysander looked him straight in the eyes. “No need. I’ve already had my meal outside.”
Recalling what she had mentioned over the phone, Adrian nodded and said, “I understand. You’ve just
met with Daphne. I’ll prepare it now, so you can simply heat it up for breakfast tomorrow. You don’t
have to cook then.”
He was truly considerate in his thinking.
Given the circumstances, Lysander had no choice but to be more forthright. “I’m an adult, and I can
take care of myself. By the way, how much did you spend on shopping for me today? I’ll transfer the
money to you right away.”
Without showing any emotion, she firmly established her boundaries with him.
A fleeting bitterness shed in Adrian’s eyes, his smile gradually fading. Yet, his demeanor remained.
gentle. “You don’t have to be so formal with me. Consider these things as gifts for White Coat. If you
don’t like them, I won’t buy them anymore.”
Without any hesitation, Lysander nodded. “Okay, I can take care of my own meals. You don’t need to
trouble yourself running back and forth for cooking duties anymore.”
Everyone involved was smart, knowing when to stop talking to avoid hurting others unnecessarily.
“I understand,” said Adrian as he slowly returned to the kitchen to remove his apron. It wasn’t his first
time being rejected by Lysander, but the disappointment was still evident on his face. He took a deep
breath topose himself before stepping out.
Having changed into her slippers, Lysander wasfortably seated on the couch, gazing at the night
view outside the window.
Adrian hid his disappointment well in front of her, acting as if nothing was amiss. He casually picked up
his toolbox and said, “Since I’m already here, if you don’t need me to cook, I can fix the light for you
before I leave. Is it still in the bedroom? I’ll go and take a look.”
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