Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back novel Chapter 97

The car fell into a heavy silence, as Liesel and Jacob were the only ones left inside.

Liesel closed her eyes, seemingly not intending to say anything.

After a moment, she settled into the driver's seat and started the car.

This was Jacob's new vehicle, a sleek black Maybach. He had replaced the blue Cayenne she had gifted him.

Throughout the ride, neither of them spoke. The car continued on until they arrived at Ford Manor.

"Liesel," Jacob called out just as she was about to step out of the car. "What's your relationship with Xavier?"

Liesel paused for a moment, then a faint smile played at the corners of her lips. "My relationship with Xavier doesn't seem to concern you, Mr. Ford. You should focus only on your girlfriend."

As Liesel got out, Jacob didn't press the matter about Xavier any further and merely suggested, "Since you're here, why don't you come inside?"

Liesel found his remark somewhat amusing.

She opened the car door, intending to call for a ride. Just then, she bumped into Vincent and Edgar, who were out for a stroll.

Her face immediately lit up with a polite smile as she greeted, "Grandpa."

Seeing Liesel, Vincent smiled broadly. "Lili, you're back!"

He quickly turned to Edgar and said, "Have the kitchen prepare Lili's favorite dishes for dinner."

Vincent truly cherished Liesel. His happiness was evident when he saw her.

Yet Liesel felt stuck. She had planned to return to her apartment but was now compelled to enter Ford Manor with Jacob.

She rubbed her temple.

This was her fault. If she hadn't instinctively driven Jacob, she wouldn't be in this awkward situation.

She regretted not calling a ride at the entrance of First High School.

This action left both Liesel and Vincent momentarily stunned.

Liesel despised eggplant more than anything. She found them disgusting.

Vincent's expression darkened. He was about to admonish Jacob when Liesel forced a gentle smile and picked up the piece of eggplant. She put it in her mouth.

The distasteful taste and texture spread in her mouth, but she compelled herself to swallow. Smiling, she said, "Grandpa, this eggplant tastes great."

Vincent let out a faint sigh and chose not to say anything further.

Liesel leisurely took a sip of water to wash away the unpleasant flavor.

Perhaps because she genuinely hated eggplant, but it seemed like the child in her womb was also reacting. It kicked and squirmed as if protesting.

Liesel was worried that someone might notice, so she subtly covered her abdomen with her hand.

She pulled out her phone from her bag, feigning urgency as if she had something important to attend to, and quickly left the dining table.