Chapter 700 Atmosphere Easing

All the way back to the house, Lucia held Esmae's hand tightly, sobbing like a child.

Esmae held Lucia's hand in a seemingly aloof manner, but even in a harsh tone, she wiped the tears from her eyes tenderly.

Spencer followed them with a blank look on his face, wondering what was going on?

As soon as they got back to the house, the Browns, who had been waiting for a long time, came to meet them. Helena, who had never left her room, was waiting in the living room. When she saw Lucia and Esmae enter the house, she rushed to them. And when she saw Lucia's red face, she couldn't help but say,

"Why are you so stubborn with mom at a time like this?"

She reached out and held Lucia's hand in her palm. Helena's heart ached.

"You have the nerve to say it?" Esmae said coldly, glancing at Helena.

Maybe the mood changed after she saw Lucia again. Helena finally broke the silence of the past few days and called out "mom" in a spoiled manner. Esmae couldn't help but smile when she saw the smile on her face. Between a mother and a daughter, this was the solution.

When Esmae smiled, her mood instantly lightened, and Chris breathed a sigh of relief. He led Lucia to a seat by the fireplace and returned the baby he had been holding to her arms. "Lucia, are you cold?" Chris asked with concern.

"Not cold." Lucia smiled and shook her head. With them around, she wouldn't be cold.

The soft light of the fire reflected on the family, swaying a warm projection, and in this projection, there was a forgotten person.

Coming to the fireplace, Spencer made a heavy cough to remind people of his existence.

Everyone looked back with a cold look in their eyes.

Spencer became more displeased. After they entered the door, even Jack and the others immediately got the arrangement. As Lucia's fiancé, he just stood here and felt embarrassed.

"Mr. Brown, Shawn, Reynolds and Helena, long time no see. How are you doing?" Spencer suppressed the displeasure in his heart and greeted them as if he was concerned to increase his presence.

The three siblings of the Brown family were naturally well-bred, and should respond to the concerns of others, but to Spencer? The three people turned their heads in unison.

Chris, after all, was so cultured that he was willing to respond to Spencer by saying, "Thanks for the concern."

But that was all.

Esmae was aware of Spencer's displeasure, and it was her who had agreed to let Spencer spend Christmas at the Brown Manor. Esmae waved and told the servant to take Spencer for rest, or things would get even more awkward.

Spencer was hesitant because his fiancee and "daughter" were still here. Why did he have to rest?

"I'm not tired, Ms. Wilson. I'll wait for Lucia and the baby to go upstairs," Spencer said after a light cough.

"We haven't seen Lucia and the baby for a long time, and there's a lot to talk about. She won't be going to bed soon, but you'd better go upstairs, Mr Davies." Helena was finally willing to talk to Spencer, but he was very upset because the irony in the words, which was understandable to everyone.

He was just an outsider with nothing to say to them.

Spencer tried hard not to frown. He pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly and said helplessly,

"That's good. You haven't talked for a long time. I'll go and rest first. Lucia, you've been traveling all day too. Don't force yourself, okay?"

Lucia looked back, took one look at Spencer, and turned back again.

Spencer couldn't control his eyebrows this time.

"Take Mr. Davies upstairs," Esmae said just in time for giving Spencer an out.

When the servant took Spencer upstairs, Lucia's apathy melted away in the firelight, and the Browns chatted happily with each other.

Esmae, however, was a little indifferent in this joyous atmosphere, and it was not so easy to make her completely calm, so after a while she excused herself and went upstairs to the study. Looking at their mother's cold back, all three siblings of the Brown family sighed in their hearts.

"Lucia, don't blame her..." Chris whispered to Lucia.

"I won't," said Lucia, shaking her head and looking down. "I didn't listen to her."

"Lucia, you didn't do anything wrong. It was mom..." Helena was upset for Lucia, but she was interrupted by Shawn before she could finish her words.

"Helena, language."

Helena looked at her father at Shawn's reminder and saw a flicker in his eyes, so she shut her mouth.

Chris sighed, stood up and said,

"It's been a long time since you guys got together to talk. I'm a little tired today. I'll go upstairs first. Lucia, you get home. You should rest well. Don't be too late." "Thank you, Chris," said Lucia obediently.

Chris went upstairs, too, and there were only four people left in the living room, with no elders and no scruples about what they said.

"Daddy just indulges mommy's temper too much." As soon as their father left, Helena couldn't help complaining.

"Isn't that what a good husband does?" Lucia asked Helena with a smile. Helena was at a loss for words. She had to admit that Lucia was right, but she quickly asked again. "Lucia, did Otis contact me on the home phone?"

"Why?" Lucia recalled, shaking her head.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"The other day, my mother asked me about Otis, and then she got mad and ordered you to come home. I couldn't figure out what was going on. The next day, Rina told me that there was a phone call for me from the Davies Manor... So I'm wondering, is that Otis?"

"Not Otis," replied Lucia positively.

"If not him, then who?" Shawn wondered.

"Otis respects the elders of our two families very much. Since the matter has not been resolved, he would never be foolish enough to use his home phone to contact you and disrupt the current stable situation. Therefore, it must be someone else." The light in Lucia's eyes gradually dimmed. She'd already guessed who it was!

"It's Spencer," Reynolds and the others guessed.

"I was wondering why he was keeping such a low profile at the Davies Manor. He was already up to something." Lucia did not hide her anger at the thought of the culprit who had broken the peace.