Chapter 40

Right at the end of the day, Lucla packed up her things and was ready to go home,
However, just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by Lisa at the door of her office, Lisa
glanced at the bag in her hand and raised an eyebrow "Ready to go now?"

Lucia looked at the clock on the wall.

"It’s the end of the day"

The Lion Group was a very humane company and they didn’t do much over time on weekdays, except
sometimes when it was busy and they would stay overtime to catch up on work, "Finish these
documents before you leave."

Lisa rolled her eyes and shoved a dozen documents directly into Lucia’s hand, Lucia took a look.

There were so many documents that it might take two hours to file them all, but she had agreed with
August to go home for dinner… Seeing that Lisa was about to leave, Lucia stopped her straight away.

"Wait a minute!"

Lisa turned around.

"What’s up?"

Lucia said word by word, "I’ve finished my work for today.

How can you give me a new task at the end of the day?"

It seemed that Lisa hadn’t expected Lucia to be so tough.

She frowned.



"What? You’re not going to do the task you’re given?"

Lucia refused to give in and said word by word, "I have plans today, so I really can’t do it.

If you have a problem with me, let’s go and talk with Carter together tomorrow."

Lucia was on equal footing with Lisa.

She wouldn’t say anything if Lisa assigned her tasks during work hours, but now it was after hours, so
she didn’t have to go along with her on everything.

With those words, Lucia walked out of the office and left Lisa alone, who stood there rolling her eyes.

She left the company in a hurry, only to get caught up in the rush hour.

By the time she got home, August had already come back from his busy day outside.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Turner placing the tableware.

"Dinner will be ready soon, Madam.

Please wash your hands and tell Mr.Adams to come down for dinner."

"Okay."

Lucia put down her bag and skipping with a little excitement, she went to the second floor.

She walked to the bedroom, pushed open the door and walked in.

Hearing movements in the bathroom, she went over to it and raised her hand, I trying to knock on the
glass door.

Just then, she suddenly heard the man’s groans coming from inside.



It was just a few small, short groans, but Lucia blushed at once.

What… was August doing in there? At that moment, curiosity got the better of her.

Even though she knew it was bad, she couldn’t help but slowly push the door of the bathroom open a
little.

The man was topless, with his back to the door.

Every muscle on his broad, sturdy back was a symbol of strength.

However, right on his lower back was a bloody wound, which was too red in her eyes.

Lucia trembled and felt a chill down her back as she unconsciously took a step back.

Why… why did he get that? August heard the sound behind him and turned his head around sharply.

"Who’s there?"

When he saw Lucia at the door, the cold, wary look in his eyes slowly eased up a bit.

He quickly put some gauze dressing on his wound, casually draped the bathrobe nearby around
himself, and commanded in a deep voice, "Go wait for me outside."

Lucia came back from the shock and trepidation.

She hesitated for a moment and then stepped directly into the bathroom.

Her voice trembled as she spoke, "What the hell happened to you?"

August frowned.

"You don’t need to know."



"August"

Lucia suddenly raised her voice and called him by his name in a serious lone Immediately after that,
she stepped forward and reached out to grab his hand without hesitation, "Why did you hide it from
me?"

11 was okay if he didn’t tell her how he had gotten injured or what he had done, but at least he should
have told her about the wound! August knitted his brows.

He was about to tell Lucia to get out when he turned to see her with tears in her eyes, which were red
Tears poured down her face as she said, "You didn’t tell me about your wound.

Is it because you’ve never thought of me as your wife?"

August’s heart sank abruptly at her words, Lucia’s shoulders shook as tears kept coming out of her
eyes.

"Tell me."

The man moved slightly and paused for a moment before he finally said softly, "There are things that I
might as well keep to myself.

You are not me, Lucia, so you won’t understand."

2 Lucia raised her hand, wiped her tears quickly with its back, and then reached out to pull off his
bathrobe.

A closer look revealed that August had more than one wound on his body.

Lucia found old scars on his arms, waist, and back.

She gently touched the white marks with her hand and tears welled up in her eyes again.



August tilted his head slightly and said in a deep voice, I’m not as good as you think, Lucia, so you
don’t need to cry for me.

It’s not worth it."

Hearing that, Lucia was even more upset.

Her shoulders shook as she cried, and she sobbed, "But I love you.

It’s worth it if I think it is! Whether you are good or bad, you are my husband."

Her words were like a stone cast directly into the lake of August’s heart, causing ripples there.

He turned his head sideways, looked at the woman’s twitching eyelashes, and murmured, "You’ll regret
it."

She would regret it if she knew the true purpose of his marrying her.

"I won’t"

Lucia denied it without hesitation and repeated in a murmur, "I love you."

August had mixed and bitter feelings.

The sense of guilt he had felt for her came back to haunt him, but at this moment, he decided to ignore
it.

He stretched out a hand and took the woman straight into his arms, "Stop crying."

Lucia could not control her tears.

She raised her hand and wiped them quickly.



"… I feel bad."

She felt bad for him, because he was not as glamorous or superior as he appeared, and he had to bear
so much pain and suffering all by himself.

Hearing what she said, August actually curved his lips unconsciously.

It was the first time that he had heard someone feel bad for him.

After all, he had always shown up as an indestructible figure in front of others.

At this moment, his heart softened a bit for her.

Looking at her red nose and sad look, August suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips
straight away.

The moment when their lips met, they froze at the same time.

She hadn’t expected him to do so, and he hadn’t either.

The next moment, the two bounced back at the same time, but their eyes still met.

Instantly, the atmosphere in the room became awkward.

Lucia’s eyes widened and she held her breath as if she was frozen.

August came to his senses first.

He coughed lightly twice, looked away and pulled his bathrobe back on.

Then, he said, "I think dinner is ready."



With that, he stepped out of the bathroom.

It wasn’t until the man’s figure got out of her sight that Lucia tried to catch her breath.

She gasped for air while the corners of her mouth kept going upward.

Their kiss only lasted a second or two just now, but it was sweet.

She patted her red, burning cheeks and went downstairs while pretending to be calm.

August was already seated at the table, with a look no different than usual.

Just as Lucia sat down, Turner, who was serving the soup, couldn’t help but say, "Why is it so red?"

-Lucia replied almost instantly.

"Huh? No, I’m too hot.

That’s why my face is red.

It’s okay!"

When she finished her explanation, she suddenly found that there was a terrible silence in the room.

She looked up and saw Turner staring at her with a puzzled expression.

"I was wondering why the soup is so red this time.

What are you talking about, Madam?"

Lucia was startled.

Only then did she notice that Turner was serving the soup.



She had thought..

It was so embarrassing! was Seeing the smile on the face of the man opposite, Lucia immediately
stressed, "No-Nothing!"


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