#Chapter 94: Don’t Rush

Lucian’s POV When I returned home that evening, after visiting my father once more in the hospital and discovering he had blessedly awoken, I expected to head straight to bed. It was late, after all, with all of the servants gone for the evening. Instead, I found Sheila waiting for me in the living room, a half-empty bottle of wine on the coffee table in front of her. Seeing me, she stood and, leaving her empty wine glass behind, stormed toward me. “Are you having an affair with Dr. A?” she demanded. This wasn’t the first time she had asked him this. Her paranoia and jealousy was outrageous on the best of days, especially considering he was still married to Aria and not committed to Sheila at all beyond some unofficial sense of duty. What made it even worse this time was that this was his greeting, after spending several hours in and out of the hospital with his father, after having been there most of the night. She didn’t once ask after Dad’s health. Instead, her entire fo