Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 124

Ariana returned home an hour ago with red-rimmed eyes and went straight to her room as soon as she stepped in. Hugh, who happened to see her, knew the couple must have fought again.

"Seeing you still at work, I thought I'd drop by," Hugh said as he placed his cup on the coffee table.

Lambert responded, "Oh."

Seeing his mood was not well, Hugh said, "What, are you disappointed to see me?"

"Why would you say that?" He seemed somewhat surprised.

Hugh gave a slightly meaningful smile, glanced at the chessboard on the coffee table, and suggested, "How about playing a game of chess with me?"

"Alright."

After ten-plus minutes of chess, the game was at a stalemate. Hugh stared at the chessboard while muttering pensively, "When Ariana came home a while ago, she didn't seem very happy."

Lambert's gaze faltered slightly, but he silently continued the chess game.

Hugh remarked, "Since the day you two got married, it seems you often quarrel."

After all, the fact that Lambert spent most of his time in the study soon after getting married wasn't a secret. He twitched the corners of his lips slightly and made a move on the chessboard,

"It's nothing, just some misunderstandings."

Clack!

Hugh made an assertive chess move and declared, "You've lost."

Lambert paused, then smiled slightly, "Well, I lost."

"As soon as you heard Ariana’s name, you played chess absent-mindedly. It seems that you do care, but you’re acting as if you're unfazed. I can't figure out what's on your mind", Hugh jested amusingly.

Lambert furrowed his brow, "Dad…"

His father lifted the lid of his cup, peering at the tea in his cup, and with a light laugh said, "You see, this tea is just like a woman's temper. When it's hot, the tea leaves float to the top, when it's cold, they sink to the bottom. The first sip is slightly bitter, but it becomes sweet later. Cold tea can be bitter, sometimes, you warm it up a little to taste the sweetness."

How could Lambert not understand his father's meaning? In essence, his dad was telling him to be warmer towards Ariana.

However, aside from whether he wanted to or not, if he attempted to please Ariana, he would likely be dismissed as unimportant.

"It won't work."

Hugh chuckled, “How do you know it won't work?"

He patted his son on the shoulder, laughing, “Don’t worry, your dad has been through all this.”

Lambert remained silent, deep in thought.

Seeing his son looking at the chess board in a daze, Hugh felt that enough had been said. He glanced at the hanging clock in the study, "It's already midnight, get some rest."

Lambert nodded slightly. After his father left, he picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and sunk into his thoughts.

However, since his father had noticed the issue between himself and Ariana, others might as well see it. If the two appeared too distant, it would definitely arouse suspicion.

The next morning, when Ariana woke up, she saw that the servants were whispering around the kitchen door, she felt puzzled, "What are you all doing?"

One of the servants saw Ariana walk downstairs, glanced at the kitchen, covered her mouth, and stifled a laugh, "Sir Lambert... He's cooking today."

"Cooking?"

Ariana seemed surprised but it wasn't her first time seeing Lambert cook. So, seeing their surprised expressions, she felt somewhat frustrated.

At that moment, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Ah? Why is there smoke?"

Upon hearing this, Ariana suddenly understood. Indeed, Lambert didn't experience this issue the last time.

Old Mr. Stone sneered, "You all are just waiting to starve to death like this."

Hugh felt somewhat amused, picked up his chopsticks, and took a piece of the dish Lambert had cooked, "Looks okay to me…"

As soon as he'd finished speaking and put the food in his mouth, an indescribable expression crossed his face.

Jolene, sitting beside him, had just taken a bite as well, and her face held a similar expression.

Everyone suddenly had to hold back their laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Remembering the time Lambert had helped her, Ariana saw this, moved the two dishes in front of herself, and said, "I was the one who asked him to learn how to cook. Since none of you like it then I will enjoy them myself."

Upon finishing, she actually started eating. The others exchanged glances and didn't say a word.

If it had truly been hard to swallow, Ariana wouldn't have been able to eat it, but she did.

Lambert noticed Ariana's indifference to eating and slightly raised an eyebrow.

Seeing how Ariana and Lambert interact, Old Mr. Stone remembered what Beverly told him yesterday. He may not know how Lambert and Ariana interact outside, but, in the house, their intimacy was palpable. They hardly seemed to be pretending.

He couldn't help but snort coldly, "Simply nonsense."

Khloe smiled faintly and said insinuatingly, "I heard that Lambert slept in the study again last night. It's so cold, so be careful not to catch a cold, don't just focus on your work."

It has to be said that Lambert has rarely slept in the room since he got married. The servants also discussed this matter in private.

Both elders were very traditional, and they found the separate bedrooms for the newlywed couple to be ominous, leaving them with slightly disapproving expressions.

Not seeming to notice the atmosphere, Aster also "thoughtfully" comforted Lambert, "Yes! You should at least let the servants tidy up the guest room. How can you always sleep in the study?"