บท 137: Elder Sister

Arthur leaned back, rubbing his temples as though the situation were physically painful. He let out a long sigh, his gaze narrowing as he looked at Lucian. "So, she's calling you… darling. And you're saying it's forceful?"

Lucian, slumped slightly in his chair, nodded with a look of resignation. "Yes. And calling me her husband ," he muttered, gesturing vaguely toward the phone on the table. "She didn't ask for your permission, did she? She's just… like this."

Arthur rubbed a hand down his face, his disbelief evident. "For God's sake," he murmured, his tone exasperated. He dropped his hand and looked at Lucian with a mixture of confusion and pity. "You sound like you're complaining to a teacher about a bully."

Lucian let out a humorless laugh, crossing his arms. "That's exactly what this feels like."