You, Me and Our Genius Twins

Chapter 593 The Most Romantic Thing

After leaving the Griffins, Lucas returned to Sun Garden. As he strolled through its pathways, he found himself standing outside Leigh's door. Checking the time, he sighed, realizing it was late, and Leigh must have already gone to bed. He lingered outside the door for a moment, about to leave, when the door swung open, revealing Leigh dressed in pajamas.

"How did you know I was outside?" he asked.

"Maybe... telepathy?" Leigh smiled and gestured for him to come in.

"It's late, why aren't you sleeping?" Lucas nervously glanced at her injured area. "Is the wound bothering you and keeping you awake?"

"It's not that serious," Leigh reassured, closing the door and playfully pinching his ear. "I was just thinking about you. How did your conversation with your father go?"

Lucas blushed. "It went well. He divorced Martha, and Cynthia Griffin and her three sisters were all asked to leave the house."

Leigh nodded. "Hmm, that's good."

She didn't mention the Griffin Family again.

Feeling a bit down, she handed Lucas a bathrobe and said, "Go take a shower. Come sleep with me when you are done."

Lucas hesitated. "Isn't that inappropriate?"

"What are you thinking?" Leigh glared at him. "It's exactly what it sounds like, don't overthink it!"

Lucas replied, "I'm not overthinking it. You're injured. What else could I be thinking?"

"If that's the case, what's wrong with it?" Leigh asked.

Lucas said, "It's just that we're a man and a woman alone together..."

Leigh raised an eyebrow. "So? Don't you plan on marrying me?"

"Yes!" Lucas nodded firmly. "I definitely will!"

If he hesitated now, he would be a scumbag.

"Then, it's settled." Leigh pushed him toward the bathroom. "I'm injured and emotionally fragile. I need you to sleep with me."

Lucas was left speechless. Alright. That reason is quite compelling.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay side by side on the bed. Lucas lay straight, not daring to move. Leigh found it amusing and turned to lie on her side, facing him. "Lucas..."

Her voice was sweet, and Lucas' ears perked up. "Wh-what is it?"

Leigh smiled. "You're definitely not a scumbag."

Lucas was confused. "Why?"

"Because you're too cautious." Leigh laughed even more happily.

Lucas replied, "Isn't it just being careful? I was raised with strict values!"

"Yes, yes. I was teasing you!" Leigh stared at him without blinking. "You're just cautious enough, just right in every way. I like everything about you."

Lucas was left speechless. He felt like she was flirting with him. This was going in the wrong direction. He should be the one doing the flirting!

Alright. Between him and Leigh, it always seemed like Leigh was the one doing the flirting, and he was just passively enduring it.

This was not good. It damaged his sense of masculinity. He needed to change! He clenched his fist secretly and turned to lie down next to Leigh. "Leigh..."

"Hmm?" Leigh stared at him without blinking.

Looking into Leigh's clear and bright eyes, for a moment, he couldn't find the right words. After gazing at Leigh for a while, he was tempted and leaned in, kissing Leigh's lips. After a long time, the two finally parted. Leigh covered her face and laughed, and Lucas' heart raced as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

After enough laughter, Leigh nestled into Lucas' arms, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Lucas, sing

me a song... When I was a child, I used to sleep too much during the day and couldn't sleep at night, so my parents would sing to me. They sang beautifully..."

"Alright..." Lucas carefully avoided her injured area, embraced her, and also closed his eyes, singing a love song. "Sitting back-to-back on the carpet, listening to music and talking about dreams, you hope I become gentler. I hope you keep me in your heart. You said you want to give me a romantic dream. Thank you for helping me find paradise. Even if it takes a lifetime to fulfill, as long as I say it, remember it and never forget. The most romantic thing I can think of, is growing old slowly with you. Collecting every bit of laughter along the way to reminisce about it in rocking chairs in the future..."

Leigh closed her eyes, her lips curled up in a smile, and she fell asleep to his singing. Before drifting off, in her hazy mind, she thought, is this song the promise this man made to me?

He would grow old slowly with her. She felt fortunate to have met this man.

She also has to thank herself for liking him, being moved by him, and bravely making a move. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Leigh was lucky; she didn't misjudge him. This man could bring her happiness. She firmly believed it.

She fell asleep, with a smile on her lips, breathing peacefully. She no longer had the vibrant and lively appearance she had during the day, but she was now as docile as a child.

As Lucas gazed at her sleeping face, his heart softened.

He stared at her for a long time and couldn't help but lower his head, gently kissing her forehead.

Fate was truly miraculous.

He never had any illusions or hopes about marriage.

His life plan was simple; he was planning to assist his older brother, Jonathan, in managing the company. After his brother got married and had children, he would help his brother and sister-in-law take care of the kids.

When he grew old, if his nephews and nieces were willing to take care of him, he would consider himself fortunate.

If his nephews and nieces had their own lives and couldn't take care of him, he had wealth and loyal subordinates. As he aged, he would cultivate a few trusted confidants who could look after him.

Sometimes, he even wondered if he would live to old age.

Take each day as it comes; who knows what the future holds?

But now, he had a beloved woman.

His woman wanted to hear him sing, and the lyrics 'the most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you' immediately came to his mind.

He wanted to grow old slowly with his woman.

He wanted to marry her, build a family with her, have a few children, and, when they grew old, have grandchildren surrounding them.

Just the thought of that scene filled him with anticipation and motivation for the future.

Leigh drifted off to sleep.

Jonathan couldn't fall asleep.

At times, he would ponder about the Griffin Family, while other times, he would reflect on the small moments shared with Leigh. He was particularly concerned about her injury, fearing that she might accidentally roll over and put pressure on the wound.

He held Leigh's hand tightly and stayed awake throughout the night.

The following day, Leigh woke up from her slumber and saw his enlarged, handsome face. She quickly noticed the slight redness in his eyes.

She furrowed her brows and gently touched his face. "You didn't sleep at all, did you?"

"I did." Lucas lied. "Just like you, I just woke up."

"You're lying!" Leigh playfully pinched his face. "There are bloodshot eyes in your gaze! If I had known that you couldn't sleep beside me, I wouldn't have insisted on having you sleep with me."

She felt a tinge of regret.

"It's not because of that!" Lucas quickly explained, "I was preoccupied with thoughts about the Griffin Family's situation, which kept me awake. It has nothing to do with you."

He couldn't let his future wife misunderstand that he couldn't sleep when he was with her.

He had to clarify it thoroughly.