The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 547 Love Is Hard To Explain
The following morning, Casey woke up to find herself in a soft and comfortable bed. Then, she realized that it was already the
next morning.
Suddenly, she felt someone holding her hand. When she looked over, it was Dulcie.
Am I at Symeon’s house?
She could only remember a man stariding in front of her with an umbrella last night, and then she passed out. But then she
remembered that the man was Symeon!
Struggling to sit up, she asked, “Dulcic, where is your father?”
Dulcie saw that Casey was awake, and her big, innocent eyes widened. She exclaimed, “Wow! Miss Casey, you’re awake. My
daddy asked me to stay here with you. He said you would be very happy to see me when you wake up.”
“Yes, I am very happy. So, where is your daddy?”
“Daddy is in the study. It’s raining today, so he didn’t go to work and stayed home with me,” Dulcie answered like a well-behaved
child.
Casey smiled and patted her head. “Dulcie, why don’t you go play for a while? I’ll go talk to your daddy and come back to watch
cartoons with you later.”
“Okay! Daddy said we can’t go anywhere today because it’s raining.”
“Yes, today your daddy and I will both stay at home with you.”
“That’s great!” Dulcie happily ran off to play.
Afterward, Casey got up, feeling tired but much better than the previous night. She realized that her fever was gone, and there
was medicine on the bedside table.
In the study.

When Symeon heard a knock on the door, he was in the middle of looking at an electronic contract on his computer. He closed
the webpage and said, “Come in.”
The study door opened, and Casey walked in.
Upon seeing her, the man didn’t react much. He coldly asked, “Do you have something to say to me?”
“... I came to thank you. Thank you for taking me in last night. I had a fight with my family yesterday,
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“This is your family matter, so you don’t need to tell me, nor am I interested in it. I took you in to repay for taking care of Dulcie all
these days. Besides, you are Dulcie’s biological mother, and It’ll be unjust of me to be rude to you.” The man’s attitude was so
cold that it sent chills down Casey’s spine.
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Casey suddenly had nothing to say and nodded with a smile. “Then I’ll leave you to your work and head outside first.”
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“Wait.”
“What is it?” Casey looked confused.
Symeon said, “Remember to take your medicine. The fever may be gone now, but it might come back.”
“Okay, I understand. Thank you. I’ll leave as soon as I’m better and find another place to stay. I won’t cause you any trouble or let
your... misunderstand us.” She meant to say his girlfriend, but that woman was no girlfriend. Symeon had cheated, after all.
Symeon ignored her and continued with his work.
He wasn’t interested in what Casey thought of him or why she was kicked out of her house last night.
After Casey left the study, she ran into the nanny, holding a cup of hot tea.
“Miss Casey, why are you out here? I was just about to bring this up to you. Drinking this. It’ll make you feel better faster.”

“Thank you, Penny. I really appreciate it.”
“It’s nothing. You took care of Dulcie during the days she was feeling unwell and helped me a lot. I should be the one thanking
you.” Penny smiled and waved her hand, then handed her the hot tea.
Since Casey couldn’t refuse, she finished the tea in one gulp.
“Miss Casey, you should go back and rest. Rest is the key to recovering from a cold and fever. When you’re well-rested, your
body will recover faster. By the way, you can let me know what you want for lunch. I’m going to buy groceries now anyway.”
“I don’t have much appetite. You can make anything you like, but I probably won’t eat much.”
“That’s true. It’s normal to not have much appetite when having a cold and fever. Then I’ll make something light for you,” Penny
said with a smile.
Casey nodded with a smile but felt a pang in her heart.
Even a stranger like Penny cared about her so much, but her own father only had that mistress and her son in his mind. He
didn’t care about her at all. Morcover, she had been away from home since last night, and he hadn’t even made a phone call.
Did Philip not notice the heavy rain last night? He must have, but he only cares about Eleanor and his young son.
“Thank you, Penny.”
“You’re welcome. Go back and rest quickly. Oh, by the way, Miss Casey, I noticed that Mr. Lawrence treats you differently. He
personally carried you here yesterday and took care of you all night. He even changed. your dirty clothes.”
“What? He changed my clothes?”
As soon as Casey thought of that, her face turned red with embarrassment. How could she let Symeon change her clothes for
her?
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Penny covered her mouth and laughed. “Yes, he did. I was busy bathing Dulcie at that time, and you were burning up, so Mr.
Lawrence changed your clothes for you, helped you put on clean clothes, and even fed you your medicine. If you didn’t know,
you would think you two were dating.”

Us. Dating?
Just thinking about it made her feel ridiculous. It was unfortunate that Symeon liked Amanda and not her.
So what if he changed her clothes? She had slept with him before. Otherwise, where did Dulcie come from?
“Mr. Lawrence... is a good man, and I am very grateful to him.”
“Yes, you need to work hard and try your best to win over Miss Bailey. You and Mr. Lawrence are quite compatible. I heard that
Mr. Bailey’s father is a mix between Cludan and Esmorian, and his mother is also Cludaian. So, he might also marry a Cludaian
woman. Moreover, Mr. Lawrence doesn’t look like a foreigner and is appealing to us. He is tall and handsome, so you should
consider it carefully; otherwise, you might lose to other women.”
“I... even if I like him, he doesn’t like me. I can’t force him to be with me.”
“Well, that’s true. Love can’t be forced. Forget it. I’ll go and buy groceries.”
Penny turned and left, leaving Casey standing there, alone and with a face full of helplessness.
It would have been great if Symeon didn’t like Amanda. At least she could try to integrate into this family and become his wife
and a good mother to Dulcie.
Unfortunately, feelings couldn’t be forced.”
Meanwhile, at the Carter Residence.
Philip did not go to the company all day. Instead, he sat in the living room, anxiously waiting for his daughter to return so that he
could scold her. However, she hadn’t returned.
He couldn’t help but feel worried.
His son, Peter, began to scream and shout once again, and Eleanor complained, “It’s all Casey’s fault. She injured my son’s foot.
What if it leaves a scar?”
“If it does leave a scar, he will learn his lesson and won’t run around the house barefooted in the future,” Philip said coldly.