chapter85

Chapter85

Lucian's pov.

I waited for Cookie to return, my heart drumming with fear. I didn't know if her mother would give us permission to stroll based on my health.

I was slowly recovering, but she still insisted on the fact that she wanted me to rest.

Martha was a strict woman, and I didn't know she would give us the chance to do what was needed. I was scared that things wouldn't go the way we planned, and sweat formed on my head due to that.

A sigh left my lips, and creased appearing on my forehead. At this point, I didn't know what was going on anymore.

The urge to go out there, and listen in on the conversation was something I didn't understand.

As I pushed myself up from the bed, the door pushed open, and lo, Martha stood there with a puzzled expression on her face.

“You said you wanted to go for a stroll with my daughter?” She asked with tossed brows which made me nod. I knew she came here to confirm.

At that moment, Cookie immediately rushed in. She was shocked to see her mom