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Chapter 221 His Indulgence
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Sebastian stepped into the courtyard and found the girl fast asleep, her eyes gently shut, her soft, shallow breaths impossibly endearing. Long lashes cast delicate shadows beneath her lids.
The sunlight kissed her cheeks with a rosy tint; her long, seaweed-like hair shimmered with a cool, bluish luster under the light, cascading like a waterfall down her shoulders. The strands looked so soft and fine that he couldn’t resist reaching out, fingers brushing over the quiet beauty before him.
She really was exhausted; that much was clear. But he knew he couldn’t just let her sleep like this. She had barely touched her porridge that morning, and not long ago, the maid had told him she had skipped lunch as well. There was no way he’d let her go hungry again.
So he reached down and gently pinched her nose. Lillian stirred, her breathing faltering for a moment before her eyes fluttered open. She blinked up at him, her gaze hazy with sleep, and murmured, “Mr. Whitmore, disturbing someone’s nap is shameful p>
With that, she made a valiant attempt to drift back into slumber.
Her soft, drowsy voice made Sebastian chuckle; but when he realized she intended to keep sleeping, he simply scooped her up into his arms and carried her toward the castle. “If you want to sleep, you’ll have to eat first p>
Realizing there was no escaping him, Lillian nestled obediently against his chest, resigned as he carried her into the dining hall. The table was already set, the servants waiting silently with a prepared meal.
Moses, seeing his master carrying the girl inside, couldn’t help but smile warmly.
Ever since that night when Sebastian had carefully brought her in, treating her as though she were made of glass, Moses had known, this girl was the one. These past few days, the way Sebastian had looked after her, doted on her without restraint, had left everyone in the manor certain that this young lady was their future mistress; no one dared show her anything less than complete respect.
Sebastian was meticulous as he fed her, waiting until she swallowed each bite before offering the next. Knowing she wasn’t used to Murican dishes, he had gone out of his way to hire a chef skilled in Dracovian cuisine-just to make sure she’d eat a little more.
She kept her eyes closed, eating quietly as he patiently offered her spoon after spoon until she had eaten enough. Then he carried her back to her bedroom and let her drift back to sleep.
Downstairs, the staff watched his retreating figure in stunned silence. Ever since Mr. Whitmore had brought this girl home, his indulgence had shattered every expectation; it seemed certain now that this mistress was here to stay.
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Lillian slept straight through until early afternoon before finally opening her
eyes.
Maybe it was because she had let go of everything weighing on her; her whole demeanor had grown softer, more languid.
After a quick wash, she pushed open the door to the walk-in closet. Rows upon rows of clothes, shoes, bags, and jewelry greeted her-every color, every style imaginable.
Looking at all the things he had prepared for her, a subtle sweetness bloomed in her chest.
She picked out a white shirt and a pair of jeans, slipped on simple canvas sneakers, and topped it off with a casual baseball cap. The outfit was simple, but it couldn’t hide her natural vibrance.
The moment she stepped out of the room, a maid waiting in the hallway straightened and said carefully, “Miss, you’re awake p>
Sebastian had left with strict instructions, take care of her, no exceptions.
Lillian gave her a brief nod, then asked, “Where’s Mr. Whitmore p>
“Mr. Whitmore went to the company,” the maid answered respectfully. “Before he left, he said he’d make it back in time for dinner with you p>
Lillian didn’t think much of it. After everything that had happened, it made sense that he’d be busy. She nodded. “Got it. You can get back to work now.” She still wasn’t used to having someone shadow her every move; it felt too much like being monitored.
The maid hesitated. “Miss, Mr. Whitmore instructed me to stay by your side p>
“That won’t be necessary,” Lillian said casually, waving her hand. “I’ll just wander around a bit.” And with that, she headed for the stairs. She hadn’t left the manor since arriving; apart from resting, she hadn’t explored at all, and today, she finally felt like going out.
Downstairs, she asked the butler to prepare a car. He didn’t question it-Sebastian had made it clear that any request from Lillian was to be granted without hesitation.
Soon, the car was ready, and she had the driver take her to one of the city’s most popular streets, where she had him drop her off.
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