Carol came to hurry L along before Kieran had even made it upstairs.
"Madam, it''s quitete. You should go wash up and rest now."
L''s scalp tingled, but she remained calm and said, "I''m not tired yet. Carol, you don''t need to clean up anymore. Please rest. You can stay in the guest room."
"Oh, I''m not in a hurry. I need to tidy up these petals and little paper hearts."
L was left speechless. There was no winning against Carol.
"Alright then, I''ll just arrange the flowers and then shower."
Carol had already taken it from her before she could pick up the small rose.
"I can handle the small tasks."
L forced a smile. "Okay, sorry to trouble you, Carol. I''ll go rest upstairs first."
"Good, good, good. You''re sleeping in that room tonight."
"Okay." L turned away, still wearing a strained smile, and quickly dashed upstairs.
That room, huh?
No way!
This was so awkward.
She slumped into her room, feeling gloomy when her phone rang just in time.
It was a set of messages from Amelia. "Why aren''t you replying to my messages?"
"You''re not really pregnant, are you?"
"Isn''t this moving a bit too fast?"
"How''s Uncle Kieran''s performance?"
"Is he truly worthy of Northridge''s top spot?"
"How many rounds in one night?"
Amelia''s messages flooded in one after the other, and L felt like she had already been through enough for today.
Looking at Amelia''s increasingly bold questions, L worried that she might ask something embarrassing, so she quickly replied, "We didn''t get married because of a baby."
After thinking for a moment, she realized that wouldn''t stop Amelia''s curiosity, so she quickly added another message.
"By the way, what did you and your blind date, Vince, do together? Where did you go?"
The screen showed that Amelia had been typing for a long time, but no message
came.
L let out a helpless smile, tossed her phone aside, and went to take a shower. Afterward, she sat on the bed, pondering. If she fell asleep here, she coulde up with an excuse tomorrow.
Maybe she could just say she was too tired and forgot to reply.
Just as she was considering her escape n, Carol knocked on the door.
"Madam, are you finished getting ready?" she asked cheerfully. "Sleeping in the new room on the
wedding night brings good luck, symbolizing a lifetime of happiness."
L was dumbfounded.
She mumbled quietly to herself, "A lifetime of happiness? More like divorce the next year."
But she still opened the door, replying politely, "I''ll be ready in a moment. Uh, that..."
She just couldn''t bring herself to call Kieran in front of Carol.
"Are you asking about him? He went to the study. He said he''d be done in about ten minutes. You can go
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ahead and wait in the new room. Carol''s smile was brighter than the summer sun.
To L, that exnation was worse than silence.
It was as if everyone expected her to want this... but the truth was, she didn''t
even want to wait for Kieran toe!
L felt like Carol''s enthusiasm was eating her alive.
Still, she pretended to stay calm and nodded. "Okay, I''ll go ahead."
She quickly walked past Carol and entered the nearby room.
As soon as she stepped in, she was stopped in her tracks by the overwhelming festive decorations that filled the room.
It wasn''t the decorations that bothered her-it was the thought of what would
happen when Kieran came in.
Wouldn''t it be unbearably awkward?
Still, the sweet scent in the room was calming and even soothing.
But that didn''t stop L from pacing around the room.
She worried that if Kieran came in and saw her acting like this, it would only make
things more ufortable.
She didn''t want to sleep in the bed, but she couldn''t avoid it either.
After a moment''s hesitation, she finallyy down on the nearby sofa.
Kieran was dignified, so he''d get the bed.
L thought she was being generous, but she was wide awake lying on the sofa.
She took out her phone and started scrolling. Somehow, she ended
reading several articles darted
Northridge''s prestigious prestigious families.