"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.

walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and sure

commonly found in supermarkets. There was no issue for her to prepare a hearty dinner with

cook, and after she decided, she

have dinner as well. If he wanted

that he was going to eat

did not reply to him. She put on the apron prepared by the hotel and started to

On the other hand.

stay long and left after talking to

villa that was rarely

calm down. She kept replaying

It hurt...

herself. After Luke left, Gordan went up to the

he did not want to see her ugly face. It was likely that he was in his

stood up and walked to the

when she took the stairs back to her bedroom. If she took the elevator, she would not pass by his

chose to take the stairs so that she could bump

by Gordan's bedroom, she stopped

Gordan's

it's me." Vivian pursed her lips. She still wanted to talk to Gordan. She did not believe that he had

ask her

pursed her lips in embarrassment. Before she could even say

said it in his usual

hates being by my side... Is it my fault for having

closed the door, and sat on the sofa by

to feel closer to

not get the exact same collection, so her

found the collectibles through various means. Hence, Ray could not find them

to give

distance between the two was only so little, but in reality, it

a sigh. Everything that happened that day was like an extremely sharp knife

thought about her persistence and him deliberately ignoring her. It

She loved Gordan.

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