Chapter 1145

Allergies

He pursed his lips and glanced at Lucy, his voice lowering as he offered, “I’ll fetch

it for you.”

Lucy raised her eyelids lightly, dismissing his offer with a wave of her hand as she lifted the hot milk to her lips. “No need.”

“I’d rather not engage with those two scoundrels,” she muttered, her discomfort evident.

Clearing his throat lightly, he suggested, “How about… I get you another one?” Lucy shook her head decisively. “Forget it; I’m not particularly hungry anyway.”

With a deliberate rise in her voice, she added, “Avoiding sweets isn’t such a bad idea; at least I won’t be adding excess weight to my frame; it is obvious when seated.”