The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

Chapter 280

This morning, Aurora was transferred from Ludfisher Hospital to the fourth floor of Westmore Castle.

The Duke of Lancaster had insisted on moving her lodgings so he could personally keep an eye on her. Of course, Aurora’s opinion on the matter had never been considered.

Lying on the bed, Aurora glanced up at her visitor.

“Father, it’s been a while.”

The Duke of Lancaster rushed forward and pulled Aurora into a tight embrace.

“I’m so relieved you’re safe, Aurora. I’ve been so worried. You have no idea how much I searched for you.”

With an expression that could not be any warmer, the Duke welcomed back his foster daughter, who had returned alive.

Aurora sighed deeply as she watched her adoptive father with a complicated expression.

“Father, you look incredibly well. That’s a relief. Since you lost all your children, I thought you wouldn’t even be able to eat. But it seems you’ve been eating just fine. You’ve even gained some weight. Have you gotten too immersed in playing king?”

The Duke of Lancaster instinctively touched his forehead.

For a moment, he had forgotten—Aurora had always had a way of stabbing with words while wearing an innocent smile.

Even though she was saying such things, her tone and expression were those of a genuinely concerned daughter, making it impossible for him to scold her.

“Yes, I’ve been eating well… I’m sorry.”

Looking somewhat embarrassed, the Duke scratched his cheek as he studied Aurora.

Unlike Ethan, Aurora had not complained once—neither when she was locked in the hospital nor now.

“You still haven’t regained your memory?”

“Father, if I regain my memory, do you think I would still remain your daughter?”

“……What? Have your memories returned?”

“No. I was just curious. If my memories come back, I’ll also remember my biological parents. My family consists of only you and Ethan. If that changes, it might be too overwhelming.”

The Duke of Lancaster scrutinized Aurora’s face with suspicion.

Was she lying to him about remembering everything? But then again, her way of speaking had always been unique. He assumed this was just another example of her peculiar speech patterns.

In the end, even if Aurora’s memories returned and she discovered that he had killed her parents, it wouldn’t matter—she was already trapped in the palm of his hand.

For now, she was playing the role of his daughter, so he would treat her as such.

The Duke of Lancaster gently took Aurora’s hand.

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