NovelGoldChapter 40 Lysander saw her suddenly fall, a flash of panic crossing his eyes. Instinctively, he reached out to help, but Giselle's sharp cry rang in his ears, causing him to sway. Immediately, he withdrew his hand to steady Giselle, who had nearly tripped over her gown.
Mila's outstretched hand froze in mid-air as she helplessly tumbled toward the staircase.
She stared intently at the scene before her: Lysander and Giselle huddled together on the stairs. Mila committed this moment to memory, biting her lip to brace for the impending pain. But just as she anticipated hitting the ground, a strong arm encircled her waist, lifting her up.
"Watch out." A gentle, resonant voice whispered in her ear, the broad chest behind her radiating warmth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInstead of crashing down in a bloody heap, Mila exhaled in relief, only now realizing her palms and back were clammy with cold sweat.
"Thank you." Once she caught her breath, Mila turned to thank her rescuer, only to be momentarily stunned-it was Roland. Roland, dressed in an elegant deep purple suit, wore his usual warm smile. Once he saw she was steady, he let go and stepped back politely.
"Roland?!" Ryan finally snapped out of his daze, exclaiming in shock.
Roland cast a brief glance at his brother, saying nothing, but his gaze shifted to Lysander, whose expression was less than pleased.
"It's been a while. How's your mother doing lately?" The Montgomery and Lockwood families had been close for generations, and with Lysander's mother and the Lockwood brothers' mother being longtfriends, it was customary to inquire after her well-being.
"She's doing well enough." Lysander replied with a perfunctory nod, though his eyes were fixed on Mila.
Meeting his gaze, Mila smiled—a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes-before turning away, disinterested. Roland noticed the tension between them, raising an eyebrow but choosing to stay silent.
After exchanging a few polite remarks with Lysander, he prepared to leave. Giselle, now steadied by Lysander, stopped Roland apologetically, "Roland, I'm so sorry for causing such a scene at your family gathering. I didn't mean to " Before she could finish, Roland interrupted with a gentle smile that belied his words, "You should indeed feel sorry." Giselle's smile faltered.
Unable to hold back, Mila let out a chuckle, discovering for the first tthat this Lockwood family elder was quite amusing.
Her laughter drew disapproval from the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRyan glared at her; Giselle cast a reproachful glance, sending a shiver down Mila's spine; Lysander's gaze was intense, almost pulling her into its depths.
Roland remained uninterested in the tangled emotions of those around him; he simply didnXwant his family simply gathering to descend into chaos.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have intervened.
"Ryan, chere," he instructed, then added to Mila, "Ms. Sutherland, if you would join us, I consider you a valued guest, and I won't have it said that the Lockwoods are poor hosts." He was referring to Ryan's earlier shove, and Mila nodded, following them.
Lysander intended to follow as well, but Giselle clung to o him, feigningn pain, "Lysander, I think I twisted my En ankle. Could you helpto the hall?" He glanced at Mila's retreating figure but ultimately chose to assist Giselle into the venue first.
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