Lucian apparently didn’t believe me and retorted slowly, “Now that it is so hot, Mom might get heatstroke for staying in the Isolation Room! Besides, it’s totally ridiculous. When the Sutton family was locked away, you...”
My heart skipped a beat even though he didn’t finish his words. As I looked at him, I felt vexed that he didn’t see me as part of the family but as an outsider.
Meanwhile, Lucian also realized that he went overboard. As such, he began to avert my gaze and didn’t talk anymore.
At this moment, everything around us seemed frozen. I didn’t utter a word too and pretended to read the magazine. Since I stole a glance at him from time to time, I noticed that he typed swiftly to text someone.
As much as I wanted to ask who he was chatting with, my mouth remained shut. Deep in my heart, I felt that it would be a sign of surrender or flattery once I talked first.
After chatting with someone using his phone for a while, Lucian suddenly stood up and strode toward the door. I stood up nervously and asked, “Where are you going?”