Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon’s Love

Lucy did not dwell on it and happily trailed behind Little Milton, the little kitten who pranced about with the joy of newfound freedom. It basked in the cozy twilight.

As she took in her surroundings, her satisfaction with the quaint guest house she had chosen grew. The place was a hidden gem, surrounded by lush scenery.

Upon a second glance, the area was not just brimming with flowers but also boasted several small parks. There were enough neighbors around to make safety concerns a non-issue.

However, just as she was patting herself on the back, Lucy abruptly retracted her mental compliment. What was she thinking? Her choice was far from perfect.

From afar, she spotted a man who seemed to be bathed in a white halo.

It might sound odd, but to put it simply, he was dressed in such a stark white that it seemed no other color dared to come close to him. That was Augustus, the very man Lucy had recently had a premonition about.

Augustus' fashion choice today was bizarre, to say the least. He was clad in a white shirt paired with pale trousers, his whole persona screaming blandness.

Thankfully, Augustus' good looks and a certain ethereal quality, likely due to his albinism, gave him an angelic aura. It somehow worked with his monochromatic ensemble.

On anyone else, the outfit would have been a fashion disaster.

Upon seeing Augustus, Lucy immediately thought about turning tail. It was not fear that spurred her. Rather, Augustus had been a monumental pest that morning. His incessant chatter could fill the sky, and she was not in the mood to be his audience again.

While talking, he would suddenly burst into fits of laughter for no reason at all. He would also randomly compliment her, saying she was an incredibly fun person to be around.

Lucy found it all a bit odd, like he was some kind of eccentric character. She had no desire to stick around him any longer than necessary.

Yet, after only a couple of steps, Lucy heard someone calling out from behind her.

"Miss Quinn, hold on a sec!"

Her lips twitched in annoyance. She had been spotted. She lowered her head and muttered to herself, "I can't hear you, I can't hear you. I'm not Lucy."This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She picked up her pace, causing the little kitten following her to be taken aback by her sudden rush. The poor thing, with its stubby legs, could not keep up and tripped over. It landed with a soft thud and let out a sad meow.

Lucy could not help but stop. She felt a pang of sympathy for the little munchkin kitten. She crouched down, scooped it up into her arms,

and then set off again for

rhome.

However, that brief pause was all it took for Augustus to catch up to her.

He walked briskly and placed his hand on Lucy's shoulder. "Miss Quinn, why the hurry? I've been calling out to you."

Lucy tensed up but quickly regained her composure. She turned to Augustus with a look of surprise. "Mr. Scruggs, what brings you here?"

Augustus stared at her in disbelief. "I've been calling out to you for quite some time."

Lucy feigned confusion. "Oh, you were calling me? I'm so sorry."

She touched her cheek in a self-conscious gesture.

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"I assumed someone was calling another person with the same name. It's my first time here, and I don't really know anyone, so it's unusual for someone to call out my name like that."

Augustus appeared to have been swayed by Lucy's argument.

"I see. My apologies for being so forward."