Chapter 72

Susan Thompson froze at Bella Lucas's sudden question. How did the conversation jump from cuteness to marriage?

Her cheeks burned. From the corner of her eye, she noticed Ethan Sullivan's face was even redder than hers.

Just as Ethan opened his mouth, Andrew Lucas's icy voice cut in. "Second sister, switching careers to matchmaking now?"

Bella stiffened, turning to face her younger brother's stormy expression. "Andrew, are you on the wrong meds?"

"You're the one with hormonal imbalances! Acting like a woman on her period!"

Andrew's face darkened further, especially at being humiliated like this in front of Susan.

"Alright, enough," Victoria Lucas intervened. "The food's getting cold. Let's eat."

She pulled Susan to sit beside her, piling her plate with dishes. "Susan, try my braised pork ribs."

Susan forced a smile and took a bite. Her expression instantly froze.

It was terrible!

But under Victoria's hopeful gaze, she bravely took another bite.

"Delicious, right?" Victoria beamed. "Thomas loves my ribs the most!"

Susan glanced at Thomas Lucas, who was eating the ribs without batting an eye. He met his wife's gaze with a tender smile. "Yes, my wife's cooking is the best."

Susan stared in disbelief. What kind of love could make someone lie so effortlessly?

Watching the couple, she was deeply moved by their silent understanding.

Though past fifty, time had been kind to Thomas. Sitting with his two sons, they looked more like brothers than father and sons. His mature charm outshone them both.

Victoria was equally well-preserved, her clear eyes girlishly bright. Standing with Bella, they resembled sisters.

The Lucas genes were undeniably strong. All three men shared striking handsomeness, yet each had distinct traits.

Thomas was steady and reserved, exuding aristocratic grace.

Ryan Lucas was aloof yet carried a reassuring warmth.

And Andrew... Susan stole a glance at him. He was like an unsheathed sword—sharp, dangerous, and brooding.

Thoughts of Daniel made her eyes sting. If he were still here, how happy he'd be...

Ethan noticed her distress, mistaking it for tears over the awful ribs. He snatched the rib from her hand and stuffed it into his mouth. "So good!"

Thud!

Andrew slammed his chopsticks down, glaring icily at Ethan.

He'd eaten the rib Susan had bitten!

Ethan ignored him, grinning as he leaned toward Susan. "Susan, I don't need to watch my figure. Feed me some shrimp, okay?"

His puppy-dog eyes reminded her of Daniel's playful pouts. Softening, she lifted a shrimp to his lips.

"And some broccoli!" Ethan pushed his luck.

Bella rolled her eyes. "Ethan, have you no shame?"

Victoria scolded her daughter. "It's called romance! No wonder you're single!"

Ethan smirked. "Exactly! Susan feeds me, and I'll be her devoted servant. Perfect!"

"Susan, will you feed me forever?"

Crash!

The glass in front of Andrew shattered, shards flying everywhere.