"You're back?" Luke asked with a frown. He noticed that her coat was wet from the snow.

He knew exactly what she had been doing outside.

He frowned because Luca did not brush the snow off her shoulders, which made her clothes wet. 'What if her coat isn't waterproof and the clothes inside are wet? What if she catches a cold?'

"Yes, Mr. Crawford." Luca glanced at him, then looked away.

Luke's tone was cold as he reminded her, "Your clothes are wet. Change out of them."

Luca looked at her clothes.

"Shoulders," Luke reminded her.

Luca glanced at them and found that they were indeed wet. It did not matter since her jacket was waterproof.

"Mr. Crawford, it's dinner time. Do you want to order something?" she asked.

Seeing that she was not in a hurry to change, Luke understood that her clothes were waterproof. Even if the outer layer was soaked, the clothes inside would not be affected.

As such, he did not mention it anymore. The temperature in the room was high, and the moisture on the surface could be dried fairly quickly.

"Are you going to cook?" Luke asked. He noticed that she had looked at the kitchen when she came in earlier. He had specially asked Jason to book a suite with a kitchen.

Not many who traveled on business would stay in suites as such. There were not many family suites like this in hotels.

Jason made a reservation at this hotel after asking around.

Luca nodded and said, "I went to check out the restaurant downstairs and it's all Russian food. I don't feel like eating it."

"I'll have what you're having," Luke said and maneuvered his wheelchair back to the room.

Luca understood what he meant. He wanted her to cook.

She walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and sure enough, there were quite a few ingredients.

They were all ingredients that could be commonly found in supermarkets. There was no issue for her to prepare a hearty dinner with these ingredients...

after she decided, she took

Jason if he wanted to have dinner as well. If he wanted to eat,

he was going to eat at the restaurant

reply to him. She put on the apron prepared by the

On the other hand.

stay long and left after talking to Vivian for a

villa that was rarely

still unable to calm down. She kept replaying what Gordan

It hurt...

at herself. After Luke left, Gordan went up to

he did not want to see her

and walked to the

was on the east, while her bedroom was on the west. She would only pass his bedroom when she took the stairs back to her bedroom.

to take the stairs so

Gordan's bedroom, she stopped and

it?" Gordan's voice

it's me." Vivian pursed her lips. She still wanted to talk to Gordan. She did

have time." Gordan did not ask her what she wanted and just turned

Before she

in his

hates being by my side... Is it my

despair, closed the door, and sat on the sofa

of her bedroom was the same as Gordan's. She did so to feel closer to him. She lied to herself saying that

exact same collection,

through various means. Hence, Ray could not find them

had to

was only so little,

sigh. Everything that happened that day was like an extremely sharp knife that cut through her

thought about her persistence and him deliberately ignoring

She loved Gordan.

unable to bear this kind of love... Gordan liked everything beautiful. Her ugly face could not get an ounce

and clenched her fist tightly. She was unwilling to let

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