After cleaning up the coffee table, Roxanne got up to go and throw away some trash when she found Lucian standing in the doorway, blocking her path. “Could you please let me through, Mr. Farwell?”
Lucian frowned when he heard her voice and turned sideways to let her pa*s.
He watched her walk away and could not stop his gaze from flicking toward the flowers she had temporarily left on the couch. His eyes flashed with anger.
After returning from throwing the trash, she heard him ask in a low voice, “Didn’t you say you were going to treat me the same as the others?”
Roxanne halted her footsteps at those words and raised her gaze to meet his with a quizzical expression.
Furrowing his brows, Lucian asked, “Why did you send back all the flowers I sent you previously, yet bring home the flo
