Lucy Wickshire - Chapter 224

The voice never spoke again since then. It was as if it had disappeared. Lucy ignored this and looked to Walter.

“You are travelling, D’huile will go with you. He has been shadowing you for so long, it would be wrong to take him away.” She said.

“Then, were you serious?” Walter asked Lucy.

“About?” she asked.

“Killing me.” he said solemnly.

“Do you doubt it?” she asked.

“No.” he sighed, “I believe you would really kill me one day, or at least cause my death.” he said leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes. To this she laughed.

“You don’t seem annoyed though.”

“I’m not sure how I feel about it.” he said, “Oh, you said take D’huile away. Are you going somewhere?” Walter asked her.

“Sure. I have to see my little servants, don’t I? If the farmer leaves for too long, the chickens will grow too big and may start to think they are eagles.” she said and he raised a brow at her. He did not understand what she was saying and was sure she had no intention of telling him.

“Don’t worry; I will handle your wife. So make sure you become that old man’s disciple.” she said and Walter was somewhat startled. That’s true; Helen is with them, he thought. He had almost forgotten about his wife. He looked to Lucy and wanted to ask why she insisted he marry Helen if they were going to be here at this moment. What did his marriage to Helen accomplish? His thoughts wandered to Helen and he frowned. What was he supposed to do with that woman? It was not like he could stay and take care of her. Just thinking of dealing with her gave him a headache.

“When do I leave?” he asked Lucy.

“Tonight.” she answered and he nodded and closed his eyes back.

“Oh? It seems you have become quite casual with me since you understood I would not mind killing you for my cause.” she looked at his relaxed form with a raised brow. It was as though she had lost her touch and he held no more fear for her. Did her threatening him a moment ago cause him to lose his head?

“I’m always afraid of you.” he said casually. Seeing him look unflinchingly into her eyes, she mirrored his blank look.

“You don’t sound it, talk more of looking it.”

“Really? Well, I should get ready to leave. Something tells me it will be dangerous this time. No matter, worse case; I die.” he stood and she frowned.

“You have little faith in me.”

“No, I have faith you will kill me one day.” he looked down at her. As he left, Lucy swore she saw a fleeting smile in his eyes.

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