Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 443

Chapter 443

“It was a coincidence! I met him when I went shopping! Plus, we’ve known each other since childhood,

so our relationship is unlike anyone else’s.”

“And even? What’s the difference?” With a hint of mockery in his eyes, Eric looked at me nonchalantly.

“Don’t you dare look at me like that! There is nothing between us!” The look he wore pissed me off.

“He is sure? While that may be the case, from what I understand Dylan has been abstaining from

relationships while he waits for you.”

“What kind of nonsense is this? He did this because he still hasn’t found the right person for him! We

wouldn’t have waited until now if he has feelings for him.

my!”

“That may not be true. There are people who would never regret their actions until it’s too late.”

“It’s a nuisance talking to you when you’re being so indirect with your words. I am leaving now!” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“No you can not!” He looked at me. “I’m not done talking yet!”

“I don’t need to listen to you if you’re going to speak in riddles. I don’t like it, nor will I explain myself.”

“You are neither kind nor cute. Rather, you are as fierce as a tiger. I must be crazy that I fell in love with

you,” Eric muttered under his breath.

“Who are you complaining about?”

“Just me. Sit down and talk to me. You are not allowed to go anywhere.” He returned to his former

resolute self, as if the previous angry man was just a figment of my imagination.

“But…”

“Stop this! Are you worried about Camille? She’s nobody, so what right does she have to interfere in my

personal life?”

He seemed to want to say that Camille had nothing to do with him, which made me feel better, so I sat

down. “Do you want more to eat?”

“No.”

“Does your stomach still hurt?” I asked.

“I am feeling much better.”

The dry talk was starting to bore me, so I suggested, “Why don’t you go back to resting in your

seat? We can chat using the messaging app.”

“OK.” Eric agreed to that, so we went back to our seats.

Camille was about to leave in search of Eric, but she smiled when she noticed our return. “Eric, why

don’t I ask the flight attendant to bring you some

food?”

“No need, I already had dessert at the bar, which was very tasty.” Eric seemed to be in a good mood.

“Why would you have dessert when you know you have a weak stomach?” Camila complained. “The

doctor’s advice was to refrain from eating desserts and spicy food, but you just wouldn’t listen!”

Because I was the one who suggested he have desserts, I was feeling a little awkward. It wasn’t my

intention to feed him desserts as I didn’t know he wasn’t allowed to eat them due to his condition. In

response, Eric didn’t say anything as he shot Camille a cold look, which immediately silenced her.

There was a sternness in his gaze that I couldn’t remember seeing, even when I’d scolded him in front

of so many people before. As he looked at me in many different ways, including looks of mockery,

anger, indifference and even disdain, but this was different for each of the

those ones.

The look he gave Camille was odd, to say the least, but I couldn’t put my finger on why I felt that

way. All I knew was that I preferred him scolding or throwing a tantrum rather than looking at me like

that. Meanwhile, Camille also reacted to him in a curious way, as she just sat silently while being stared

at by him. It didn’t seem like they shared a relationship like a normal couple, which confused me even

more. Are they really not a couple?