Chapter 343: A Cold Dish Waiting
Talia after chiding herself for losing her composure in front of Lady Magdalene went to meet Vivian. Arthur was talking to the doctor about his father’s health and seeing Talia, he joined her. "I’m losing my propriety Fred. I acted like an uncultured swine in front of Lady Magdalene," she closed her face with her hands while walking.
"Uncultured swine?" Arthur laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulder to guide her. If she says she was that terrible by her standards, she might not have been that terrible by average people’s standards.
And what’s with her walking with her eyes closed?
When they got to Vivian’s room, they saw Cyril standing outside concealing his anger. "Want to grab a smoke?" Cyril asked Arthur after he greeted them both. "He is here," Cyril added noticing Arthur’s doubtful eyes.
"We can meet your friend afterwards Iris. Let’s leave now," Arthur held her hand. He really didn’t want to meet Jordan. With what face did he dare to come here?
"Fred, wait for me a while. I’ll be back soon. Don’t smoke though," Talia said looking at Arthur in his eyes. She didn’t want to run away from Jordan.
"If he tries to do something, make sure he ends up-"
"Sure." Talia smiled as she didn’t know what to make of Arthur. Just this morning he was so confident that Jordan wouldn’t have hurt her actively and now he’s all suspicious of him.
Is he pretending in front of Cyril?
Arthur let go of her hand and Talia opened to door. Contrary to her expectation, the room was extremely silent and for a moment Talia wondered if she’d gone entirely deaf.