Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588 Too Much Bias Against Him

If she allowed Timothy and Janet to be the page boy and flower girl at her wedding, her sense of guilt would constantly gnaw at her. She would feel guilty toward Paul, Timothy, and Janet. It was as though she would betray all of them at once. "Lucia..."

When she heard Paul calling out to her, Lucia finally came back to her senses. She took a deep breath, trying to get her vision back to normal as she looked at Paul blankly.

"Is everything alright with you? Why do you look sick? Are you feeling unwell?"

Paul asked in a very concerned manner as he reached out to check for Lucia's body temperature with the back of his hand. "It doesn't feel too hot. Why are you sweating so much?"

Lucia took a deep breath and pushed his hand away. "Perhaps I'm too hungry," she said softly.

"Why didn't you say so earlier if you're hungry? Hurry up and eat. The food is ready. I'll call the children over now," Mrs. Mitchell said as she led Lucia to the dining table.

Lucia slowly came back to her senses and nodded. She then glanced at Paul and said softly, "Let's go eat first."

"Lucia, are you unhappy because I told Mom about the wedding?" Paul asked.

"No, you are overthinking things." Lucia shook her head immediately.

Although she denied it, her voice sounded more distant. Paul still had something to say as his mouth hung open, but he kept quiet in the end.

"By the way, Paul, Paula will go to Central Hospital tomorrow for a check-up and massage therapy. I want to go see her. Do you want to come along with me?"

Paul hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'll be going home tomorrow night. I won't be going in the morning since! still have something to do at the office."

"Okay." Lucia nodded.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have nothing else to say to Paul. The warm and fuzzy feelings she had earlier on seemed to have suddenly cooled down. Things had returned to square one; it was mixed with an inexplicable sense of awkwardness and alienation, making it difficult for them to look at each other.

Lucia took a deep breath. When she went back to her room to take a shower, she glanced at the ring on her finger and fell into deep thought.

The ring was very beautiful. She liked it very much, but she did not seem to have accepted Paul completely. Atter thinking about it, it had been like this every single time for the past five years. Whenever she and Paul were about to make any progress, the thought of August or her children would pour down like a bucket of cold water, drenching her from head to toe. Any feelings she had would subside in an instant, reinforcing the thick wall in her heart.

Speaking of which, these were her own problems and had nothing to do with Paul.

But this time, she did not want to run away anymore, nor did she want to feel guilty toward Paul all the time. Since she had promised

Paul, the wedding would definitely go on.

As she thought about it, her heart was a mess. She turned on the shower and stood underneath it, closing her eyes and letting herself fall into this quiet world momentarily.

The next morning, Lucia left West Bridge and went directly to Central Hospital.

After returning home, although Paula's body had almost recovered, she still needed to take extra care at all times. Moreover, she needed massage therapy to relax her muscles. The day before the appointment, Paula had already told Lucia that she would be going to the hospital. She made it clear that she wanted Lucia to accompany her. As her best friend, Lucia naturally agreed to it.

However, who knew that she would run into heavy traffic? By the time she arrived at the hospital, she was nearly forty minutes late. She

rushed to the ward where Paula was supposed to be receiving massage therapy. When she reached the door, she heard a conversation. coming from inside the room.

Was that a doctor? It seemed that the treatment was not over yet.

Just as Lucia was thinking about it, she reached out to push the door of the ward. Unexpectedly, the door swung open from the inside. There was another person behind the door, and she nearly bumped into him.

Lucia felt her head spinning. Whenever she thought of the root cause of this issue, she became even angrier.

At first, he was the one who asked her to work with him to find evidence of Jeanne Kelly's hit-and-run accident. He was also the one who showed her the video and hence, the truth. Later, he was also the one who held the evidence in his hands and refused to hand it to the police. Now that the USB had disappeared without a trace, how could she not suspect him?

Paula looked at Lucia who was fuming and asked softly, "If he really did it, do you think he would come to me to explain it in person?"

Lucia was startled, and she did not speak for a long while.

Paula had a point. If August was the one who orchestrated the whole incident, he didn't have to come over and put on such a play.

"Do you still remember Jeanne Kelly's subordinate, Mark Page?" Paula continued when she saw that Lucia had calmed down. "Burton has

been investigating his whereabouts recently. As long as we catch him, everything will be answered."

As Lucia listened, the impulse and obsession she had just experienced dissipated greatly. She took a deep breath and murmured, "It is indeed... logical."

Paula hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "Lucia, don't you think you are too biased against August at times? In fact, I think he is quite a good person."

Lucia kept mum for a while before abruptly changing the topic of their conversation. "Are you done with massage therapy?" Lucia asked.

"It's over." Paula smiled and winked at her. "To be frank, I called you over here today for something else."

"What is it?" Lucia was confused.

Instantly, Paula's face flushed red. "About my birth certificate..."