His Coy Lover

Seeing that his big brother didn’t refute, Lucas asked in confusion, “Big brother, what’s going on? I haven’t been home recently, but I also know what’s going on at home. Did I miss something?”

“It’s just how it is.”

Charles gestured for his darling wife to push him inside.

He still held onto the bouquet of flowers.

At the sight of the couple’s departure, Lucas turned and grabbed Monday.

“Monday, you are always by my big brother’s side. Tell me, what’s going on? When did Zelda become my sister-in-law?”

“This is Young Master’s matter. Even if we know, we can’t say. If you wants to know the truth, go ask the Young Master.”

Knowing that the rules of the big brother were strict, Lucas didn’t press Monday.

A few minutes later.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, the small couple, along with Lucas, sat there. A sumptuous lunch was already prepared on the table.

“Brother, does the family know about this?”NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“My private matters, I’ll talk about them if I want to, and I won’t if I don’t.”

Lucas was left speechless.

Big brother was the helmsman of the Winston family, always serious and cold, and what he said was the final word.

In their Winston family, even the grandmother wouldn’t easily challenge the authority of the big brother.

“Such a big thing…”

Lucas didn’t finish his sentence, as Charles stared at him coldly, making the words disappear.

Now, looking at Zelda, who was enjoying the meal, Lucas…

The couple didn’t explain, leaving him feeling uncomfortable, as if he had been scratched by an octopus.

…

First People’s Hospital.

Following Burton’s instructions, Elle quickly found his hospital room.

“Burton, what happened to you?”

Elle entered and asked with concern, seeing his bandaged arm. She gently touched it, asking, “Did Zelda do this to you? She can be so rough.”

“It’s not her.”

Burton’s dislocated arm had been set back in place, but he didn’t want his parents to know, so he requested to stay in the hospital. He only informed Elle.

“Then who hurt you so badly? Tell me, I’ll seek justice for you. My man, how dare he even touch you, doesn’t he value his life?”

Seeing Elle’s mix of heartache and anger, Burton’s gloomy mood improved.

Even if Zelda didn’t like him anymore, he still had Elle.

Originally, the person he had always liked was Elle.

“Elle, please don’t ask. It’s my fault for offending someone and getting a lesson right away. I was wrong.”

He dared not mention the incident where he harassed Zelda. He didn’t want Elle to get jealous.

Elle’s expression changed but quickly returned to normal. She asked with concern, “Burton, is it because of work that you’re upset and unintentionally offended someone?”

The person who dared to teach Burton a lesson on the spot was rare in River Town.

“Well, it’s quite bothersome. Elle, as I thought, Zelda refused to help me. She’s truly given up on me.”

Burton’s second sentence carried a sense of loss.

Elle, being smart, naturally heard the hint of loss in his words. Her beautiful eyes flickered, a hint of resentment passing through them. However, she said, “It’s just that she won’t speak up for you in front of Charles. Should I speak up for you? Her love for you seems to be fragile.”

Burton remained silent.

“Burton.”

Elle held his other hand, comforting him softly, “Don’t worry, I’ll help you resolve this. You just focus on recovering from your injuries.”

“Elle, you’re so good to me.”

Burton was deeply moved.

“I love you sincerely, unlike Zelda, who has three minutes of passion.”

Speaking of Zelda, Burton’s face darkened.

The two comparisons made Elle more suitable for him.