Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275: An Unexpected Encounter with Hans

When Lillian finally stirred awake, two hours had slipped by unnoticed. The morning sun streamed generously through the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm, golden hue over the bedroom carpet. The soft light bathed the room in a gentle glow, making the entire space feel as fresh and hopeful as a spring morning.

She slowly sat up, her eyes scanning the room, but the familiar figure she expected to see was nowhere in sight. The bed felt suddenly too big, too quiet.

Sliding the covers aside, Lillian placed her bare feet onto the plush carpet. She reached into her bag, pulled out a bottle of water, and took a slow, thoughtful sip. Her gaze drifted toward the window, where the lush lawn outside shimmered vibrantly under the sun’s radiant touch. Cameron and the others were already enjoying the hot springs, their laughter faint but comforting in the distance.

For once, in this rare, unhurried moment, everything felt just right.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened quietly. Sebastian stepped in, dressed casually in crisp white loungewear. The usual sharpness that marked his presence softened considerably, revealing a more relaxed, approachable side of him. But as his eyes fell on her bare feet, his brows knitted together with concern. His voice, deep and husky, carried a hint of gentle reprimand. “Why are you walking around without shoes?”

Before she could answer, he crossed the room swiftly, lifted her gently by the waist, and settled her back onto the edge of the bed. Then, with a careful hand, he slipped a pair of slippers onto her feet.

Instead of irritation, his attentiveness made her eyes sparkle with warmth. She wanted to argue that she wasn’t cold, that she didn’t need the slippers, but the softness in his care was impossible to resist.

Noticing the dreamy look in her eyes, Sebastian reached out and brushed a finger lightly over her nose. “What’s on your mind? You look like you’re miles away.”

Without hesitation, Lillian’s clear, melodious voice responded simply, “Just thinking about you.”

A faint smile flickered in his dark eyes. He leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to her cheek. “Knowing that makes me very happy.” Then, taking her hand gently in his, he guided her toward the bathroom. “Go freshen up. I’ll take you out to eat.”

After they both took a moment to wash up, the pair descended the stairs together.

At the bottom, they ran into Cameron and the others, who were just emerging from the hot springs, their skin still glowing from the warm water.

“Sebastian, where are you two headed?” Cameron asked with a grin.

“Taking her out to eat,” Sebastian answered evenly.

“I’m coming too,” Cameron said quickly. “That soak has me starving.”

Cameron and Manny stepped aside, eager to watch the interaction unfold. “Well, well—if it isn’t the famous Hans,” Cameron teased. “Sebastian, when did you start hanging out with a superstar?”

Neither Cameron nor Manny had much interest in the entertainment world, but they couldn’t resist poking fun at Sebastian. After all, it wasn’t often they got to see him squirm a little.

Before they could enjoy the moment, Hans spoke up. “Hello, I’m Hans. It’s nice to meet you.” Her voice was shy, almost girlish, a far cry from the imperious diva she had once been.

Sydney beamed. “Hans, you know Mr. Whitmore? What a small world! She’s my friend, so she came along with us. I didn’t expect you all to know each other—what are the odds?”

Sebastian’s dark eyes flashed with icy sharpness. His voice dropped to a cold edge. “I don’t.”

Hans’ face paled noticeably. She glanced at the girl clinging protectively to Sebastian, pushing down the sting of jealousy that threatened to rise. With a brittle smile, she added, “So Ms. Harrington is here too. I think I just saw Mr. Ryan a moment ago.” Her eyes flicked around the room, searching as if for confirmation.

“Mr. Ryan?” Cameron asked, curiosity piqued. “Excuse me?”