“Sorry, I... was thinking about something earlier, so I accidentally missed the step,” Aubree murmured in feigned contrition after Catalina had helped her onto the couch.
Standing behind the two of them, Lucian said nothing to that.
Aubree's heart sank, and she hypocritically remarked, “I probably twisted my ankle by accident. Let me rest for a while before going over to Mrs. Farwell's place to tell her about your condition.”
Having said that, she acted as though she was afraid that he would worry and flashed him another smile.
She initially thought that her comment would garner the man's sympathy.
At the very least, he would allow her to stay over that night.
To her disappointment, Lucian merely bobbed his head blithely. Subsequently, he crouched before her.
For a moment, she was at a loss.
A heartbeat later, a sharp pain came from her ankle, upon which her expression instantly changed.
“Does it hurt?” Lucian queried in a deep voice, a hand grasping her injured ankle.
Gritting her teeth, Aubree nodded fervently.
In the next instant, Lucian dropped his hand off her. “It's likely a fracture.”
When Aubree heard that, her eyes lit up, and she ventured, “Is it that serious? Then, can I...”
Before she could finish her utterance with her request to stay the night at the manor, Lucian cut her off.
“Have Dr. Elswick make a trip here and check her over,” Lucian instructed Catalina, shifting his gaze away from her.
Humming in acknowledgment, Catalina immediately contacted the family doctor.
Aubree wanted to make another try, but Lucian's voice sounded once more.
“If it's severe, you might have to go to the hospital. Stay still and sit here to wait for Dr. Elswick to come and check on your injury.”
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