Chapter 93

"Was I speaking nonsense? Did it bother you when I said that?" Eric slowly opened his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Molly, a smirk playing on the corners of his mouth. "Gosh, you! Eat your food. Will that stop you from talking?" She shoved a piece of fruit into his mouth and pulled her hair back. Eric chuckled softly and fell silent, focusing on eating his fruit. "He's been back for some time now, but he hasn't bothered to come and see us. Work is just a temporary thing. Maybe he's busy with something else. He's always been elusive like that, showing up and disappearing without any explanation. We can only guess at what he might be up to." A faint smile graced Eric's lips, though it didn't seem quite genuine. Molly's gaze froze for a brief moment at his words, but she quickly composed herself and took a sip of her wine, holding the glass in her hand. "Forget it. I'm gonna stop dwelling on it. If Owen isn't coming, then we'll just have to carry on without him. Why hasn't Damian sho