NovelEnglishChapter 2045 What Are Your Plans Next “What exactly did you write? Let us have a look at it!” Verily, James was beyond curious.
Sheer panic struck Elektra, and she immediately crumpled the paper into a ball, fisting it tightly.
“Cut it out! It's some childish stuff from ages ago, so there's nothing to see!” While saying that, she furtively stole a peek at James, a blush staining her cheeks.
Fortunately, the weather was frigid, and it was nothing unusual for one’s face to be bright red from the cold. As such, neither James nor Jonathan suspected anything.
Conversely, Jonathan asked with a solemn expression, “Are you still planning on leaving?” A gust of wintry wind swept past, rendering the atmosphere sentimental all of a sudden.
They had all been childhood friends who grew up together, and no one knew when they would be able to meet once more if Elektra were to leave again this time.
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Perhaps they would have gotten married by then. If so, the pure feelings they once had would have undoubtedly faded into nothingness.
A faint smile bloomed on Elektra's face. “Indeed, | initially planned on avoiding reality. But then, the two of you came and gave me a sudden burst of courage. | should face things head-on. Therefore, | won't be leaving anymore!” The wish she made many years ago had her recalling some things.
However, she could not remember why she would have romantic feelings toward James back then. Was | really in love with him? But why did it turn into Lucian later? Hearing her resolute reply, Jonathan and James dipped their heads a fraction and exchanged a smile.
“How strange. Not only did this wish bottle change you, Jonathan, but it even convinced Elektra to stay,” James remarked.
Jonathan and Elektra had already gotten into the car. Turning the car around, they sped off.
“Where are you two going?” James hastily chased after them in his car.
Jonathan had never expected that the very thing Elektra wanted to do then was to seek Roxanne out.
When the car reached the Farwell residence, he familiarly drove into the courtyard. At a single glance, everyone could see that Lucian was building a snowman in the space blanketed by a thick layer of snow.
The manor was spacious, and countless snowmen of peculiar figures littered the grounds. Roxanne's face was flushed from the cold, but she was dressed warmly, the layer upon layer of clothes making her ungainly.
If she refused to dress in such a manner, Lucian would never have allowed her out of the house, let alone build a snowman.
At the sight of Jonathan, the coupled hollered excitedly, “Come here, Jonathan! The snowman you built yesterday had already crumbled!” It turned out that the bunch of snowmen there was not their handiwork alone but also that of the triplets as well as Jonathan and Madilyn.
Jonathan chuckled. Right then, Elektra swung open the car door and got out of the vehicle.
Both Roxanne and Lucian were startled for a moment.
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Subsequently, Lucian inclined his head and greeted, “You're back!” He sounded as though it was a reunion of a long-time good friend, and that touched Elektra.
Smiling, Elektra greeted Roxanne, “How., are you doing, Ms.
Jarvis?” Roxanne pursed her lips and flashed the woman an amicable smile. "Pretty good. It's cold outside, so let's talk in the house.” Truth be told, it had never crossed her mind that Elektra would come knocking on her door as soon as the latter was released from prison. She inwardly wondered what the woman wanted with her.
James only arrived when they had all gone into the house.
With sufficient heating in the living room, the temperature was just right. Lucian gently helped Roxanne remove her jackets, all three of them.
Surprisingly, Elektra remained unmoved by that scene, still as calm as ever.
When they were all seated, Lucian brewed hot coffee before brewing a cup of jasmine tea for Roxanne.
Thereafter, he casually asked, “What are your plans next, Elektra?
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