The Abandoned Wife novel Chapter 238

Aubree's heart sank as they locked gazes.

As expected, Roxanne was staying at this hotel too.

Since it was unavoidable, Roxanne had no choice but to keep her composure and walk to the elevator, pretending that she didn't see Aubree.

Aubree saw Roxanne turning a blind eye to her. With gritted teeth, she strode over to Roxanne. “Ms. Jarvis, Mr. Morrison, what a coincidence. Are you two staying here too?”

Roxanne's brows crease slightly, but she planned to ignore Aubree.

Larry could tell what Roxanne was thinking, so he furtively moved between the two, separating Aubree from Roxanne. Then he nodded politely, albeit sounding somewhat distant. “A real coincidence indeed, Ms. Pearson. You are—”

Before Larry could finish his sentence, Aubree cut him off with a smile, “Well, yes. Lucian is staying in this hotel too, so I'm planning to give him a surprise. I just got the keycard to his room.”

As Aubree spoke, she showed them the keycard and pretended to have done it inadvertently. Then, she retracted her hand and bragged, “I guess the receptionist saw the news of my wedding with Lucian. They just handed me the keycard before I asked.”

She was implying that she would stay in the same room as Lucian and that everyone knew they were engaged.

The three entered the elevator one after another while talking.

With a grin, Aubree stretched out her arm, wanting to press the button. However, Larry had already pressed the button to the top floor.

Aubree halted her movement after she saw that and gritted her teeth in irritation without making it obvious.

What? They are staying on the same floor as Lucian? Is this really a coincidence?

There were only three of them in the elevator. Roxanne was ignoring Aubree blatantly, while Larry had nothing to say to Aubree.

The atmosphere in the elevator was exceedingly depressing.

“Oh, right, what are the both of you doing here in Bellridge?” With a smile plastered on her face, Aubree clenched her fists and broke the silence while trying to suppress her displeasure.