Chapter 344
Chapter 344 Wisteria
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When Sebastian stepped into the garden, he saw her in a simple tracksuit, hair pulled back into a ponytail, a towel draped loosely around her neck. Head bent, she was listening intently to the gardener, her focused expression so captivating it was hard to look away.
One of the servants noticed him standing nearby and quickly greeted, “Sir p>
Sebastian gave a small nod and strode over to her side. “What are you doing p>
“Planting wisteria,” Lillian replied without looking up, still busy with her hands.
“Wisteria?” His brow lifted. “And what’s that p>
She finally glanced up at him, laughter bubbling in her eyes. “I can’t believe the famous Mr. Whitmore of Kingston doesn’t even know what wisteria is. You really don’t live in the mortal world, do you p>
The servants around them tried not to laugh, but the sight of their imposing master being teased so easily was too rare to resist.
Sebastian cleared his throat, trying to cover his discomfort. “Is it supposed to be that important p>
“Of course,” Lillian said seriously, then softened with a smile. “But it doesn’t matter if you don’t know. I know enough for both of us. Wisteria is a climbing vine-it winds and weaves until it bursts into cascades of purple blossoms shaped like butterflies. In season, the petals scatter like rain, purple garlands swaying in the wind. Just like the verse: “The wisteria climbs the cloud- touched trees, its blossoms best in spring. Songbirds hide in its dense leaves, the breeze carrying beauty. Most of all, its flower language means everlasting love, and the reluctance to part with one’s beloved. Isn’t that beautiful p>
He slipped his arms gently around her from behind, his gaze soft. “So does that mean you feel happy right now p>
She patted the soil in the flowerpot smooth and set her tools aside. “Yes. Happier than I’ve ever been. That’s why I want to mark this moment. When the wisteria blooms, I’ll remember the love you once gave me p>
Sebastian pulled the towel from her neck, using it to wipe the dirt from her hands. His voice was low, resolute. “You won’t need to rely on memories. I already told you—I’ll make sure every day of your life is happier than the last p>
With that, he took her hand and led her back toward the manor.
Louis had already laid out breakfast.
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Just as they sat down, Cameron came shuffling in-dressed in a wrinkled white tee, Hawaiian shorts, flip-flops, and with a bamboo cane slung across his back. His hair was a mess, his face drawn, a faint reek of alcohol still clinging to him. The picture of utter defeat.
ebastian frowned. “What on earth happened? You look like you’ve been mugged p>
lian covered her smile with her hand. “Impossible. Mr. Cameron could never be mugged. o, this must be the latest look from fashion week, right p>
Cameron groaned. “Lillian, stop making fun of me. Can’t you see I’m here to admit my guilt? I even brought the bamboo stick for it.” He pointed at the pitiful rod strapped across his back.
She laughed outright. “So that explains why you look half-dead-you spent the whole night hunting down a stick for your grand show of repentance p>
“Admit guilt?” Sebastian asked, one eyebrow raised.
Cameron gave Lillian a guilty look before spilling everything. When he was done, he turned back to Sebastian, practically bowing. “Sebastian, I was wrong. It’s my fault for not managing my people properly, and that’s why Lillian was offended. Please, be the bigger man and don’t hold it against me p>
Sebastian calmly pushed a piece of bread toward Lillian. “The outcome-I want to hear it from you p>
Cameron scrambled to answer first, “One of them I fired. As for Lisa, I’ve suspended all her work indefinitely p>
Sebastian dabbed at the corner of Lillian’s lips with a napkin, his tone even. “Are you satisfied with that p>
Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she gave Cameron a long once-over. “Well, since Mr. Cameron came with such sincerity… if I kept pushing, wouldn’t I look a little petty p>
Cameron bobbed his head eagerly. “Yes, yes, exactly p>
“But p>
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