Chapter 451

A short while later, everyone received an invitation to dinner from Old Mrs. Jian. In one of the grand drawing rooms of Zhuangyan Garden, Juliana was rubbing her ankle. Not used to wearing high heels, she had put them on earlier—though they fit perfectly at first, after some time, the backs of her feet had become chafed and painfully red. “What happened?” came a deep voice from behind her. Juliana immediately straightened up and shook her head with a hint of embarrassment. “It’s nothing.” She was afraid that if she admitted her feet hurt, this man would insist on checking them. What she didn’t realize was that her overly sincere effort to hide the truth only made her pain more obvious to Arthur, whose sharp eyes missed nothing. The man walked around the sofa and crouched in front of her, his gaze dropping to her feet. “Are you hurt? Let me see.” “N-no, don’t look!” she said, trying to hide her delicate feet. But Arthur had already seen the angry red marks on her heels. Looking up at he