Chapter 680 Cecilia... This Is Just Right

The man’s originally bewildered and desolate eyes suddenly became sharp, then inch by inch, froze into ice.

Just twenty minutes later, Tyson Law appeared in front of the Law Family’s courtyard gate.

The Filipino maid responsible for cleaning was shocked to see Tyson Law, with her eyes wide open.

“Sec…Second Young Master, you’re back?”

The implication was too obvious. For more than a month, Tyson Law hadn’t returned to the old Law Family residence!

No one knew what kind of persuasion finally managed to bring this formidable figure back today!

…

The maid’s complaints were written clearly on her face.

Tyson Law sneered coldly.

“Can’t I come back? This is my home. Is the Young Madam at home?”

“Of course, you can come back! The Young Madam is home, upstairs in the East Courtyard!”

…

Just as Tyson Law was about to turn around, the maid hesitated as she looked at him.

“Second Young Master… shouldn’t you change your clothes?”

“What’s the problem?”

Tyson Law furrowed his brows in response.

He didn’t think there was anything strange about his current appearance.

The maid coughed twice.

“There are very noticeable lipstick marks on your suit collar and shirt cuffs.”

“And… your perfume is too strong. After all, the Young Madam is pregnant, maybe tidy yourself up a bit?”

…

The maid knew the real reason for the disharmony between Tyson Law and Fiona Vaughn. If any man was made a cuckold by his beloved young wife, he would probably react more drastically than Tyson Law did.

However, the Family Head Frank Law had said that because this child Fiona Vaughn was carrying would be the Law Family’s first grandchild, with a noble status, even though Tyson Law and Fiona Vaughn were estranged as a couple, the servants had to remind Tyson to be mindful and restrained.

At least until Fiona Vaughn gives birth, not to cause too much trouble.

The servants who had worked in the Law Family for so many years understood very well that this was the principle of “the mother relying on the child’s status,” and the Law Group didn’t want to confirm the rumors of Tyson Law’s wife cheating.

As long as they didn’t divorce, Tyson Law could play around as he pleased outside, as Fiona Vaughn was the one in the wrong.

When the rumors calmed down in a few years, and the child was older, Tyson could divorce Fiona Vaughn without rushing.

…

Frank Law always advocated focusing on the big picture, but the one who had been cuckolded wasn’t Frank himself, but his son, so Tyson Law couldn’t get over it.

Back then, he thought that turning from Cecilia to Fiona was just a common mistake a man makes, but if things were the other way around, Tyson couldn’t accept it at all.

There’s no way around it; people are selfish.

…

Upon hearing the maid’s suggestion, Tyson Law just snorted coldly and instead strode toward the second floor of the East Courtyard.

To Tyson’s surprise, it was quiet inside, with only the faint sound of a piano playing, so gentle that it was almost inaudible unless one listened carefully.

Tyson Law pushed the door open and saw that nothing was broken. The well-decorated and tidy space conveyed a sense of warmth.

Fiona Vaughn sat quietly with a book in her arms, seemingly hearing someone, and suddenly looked up to smile at Tyson Law.

“Tyson, you’re back.”

The girl’s smile was charming, but her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying, adding a touch of fragile pretend strength to her smile, making her even more endearing.

However, Tyson Law was used to Fiona Vaughn’s antics, and with the barrier he’d never crossed, he didn’t put on a friendly face.

He vaguely sensed a strange scent in the air, very light, but it scratched at an itch in his heart.

Tyson Law didn’t think about it deeply, assuming it was because he’d drunk too much in the nightclub, leaving him still dizzy.

“Did you say Adrian Law and Cecilia knew each other before? Is it true?”

Fiona Vaughn apparently noticed the blatant lipstick marks on Tyson Law’s collar right away; her gaze was momentarily fierce.

—Those shameless women!

But within a second, Fiona Vaughn reverted to her soft and weak demeanor.

“Tyson, I made pigeon soup for you. Did you drink? The alcohol smell is so strong. Let me help you sober up.”

Tyson Law was surprised that Fiona Vaughn didn’t cry or make a fuss this time. On the table was indeed a nice pot of soup. Uncovering it, the aroma was mouthwatering.

“I’m asking you something! Don’t change the subject!”

“Tyson, do you really believe that Sister and Mr. Law only got together recently? Why didn’t Mr. Law attend your engagement ceremony back then because he loved Sister and couldn’t bear the heartbreak!”

“That’s why three years later, Mr. Law couldn’t forget his old feelings and married my sister!”

Fiona Vaughn was subtly suggesting that Cecilia had cuckolded Tyson earlier and harsher than she did herself.

Tyson Law clearly remembered that Adrian had never met Cecilia before, but suddenly he didn’t know how to refute it.

His mind was dark, his eyes dizzy, and his body weary, not knowing why, some unnamed fire was burning within.

It wasn’t from anger, but rather a desire for the opposite sex.

Smelling the faint fragrance on Fiona Vaughn’s shoulder, he finally couldn’t bear it any longer and pressed the pregnant Fiona onto the coffee table.

Fiona Vaughn was both surprised and delighted, which eventually turned into a few affected moans.

“Tyson… ooh, no, be careful of the baby…”

The night, gradually deepened.

…

Meanwhile, in Vessaria.

Cecilia Vaughn finished recording her statement at the police station, underwent another polygraph test, and handed over all the evidence before leaving the station with Adrian Law.

Madam Daisy still wanted to accuse Cecilia of going to jail, but the evidence was insufficient to prove Cecilia as the ring thief, eventually leaving the case unresolved.

Adrian Law and Cecilia were unaffected by this incident; instead, they strolled leisurely along the breezy Maple Avenue.

Cecilia nestled her head on the man’s shoulder.

“Adrian, thank you for letting me speak out at the banquet today. Did I embarrass you?”

If it were another man, he might have distanced himself from his wife for ruining the collaboration.

“How could you? The only thing I remember is you telling Sean Grant that I’m great.”

“…”

Boss, did your memory miss the point!

“Cecilia, why did you say that? Was it because you didn’t want me to be upset?”

Under the man’s deep gaze, Cecilia’s face turned red.

“Yeah, doesn’t everyone say that you should give your husband face outside? Let you be proud for three seconds!”

Cecilia giggled, then quickly broke free from Adrian’s hand, trying to run across the road.

But before she could escape, she was dominantly locked by the man’s waist!

“Don’t just run off.”

As he finished speaking, the man instantly pressed the girl’s hands together, and under the flower tree on an unknown street in Caelus, he lowered his head to capture her lips!