"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.

kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and sure

supermarkets. There was no issue for her to prepare

to cook, and after she decided, she took out the relevant ingredients

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

no and that he was going

put on the apron prepared by the hotel and started to prepare

On the other hand.

left, Ray did not stay long and left after

rarely lively quieted

the sofa, still unable to calm down. She kept replaying

It hurt...

laughed at herself. After Luke left, Gordan

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

up and walked to the

on the west. She would only pass his bedroom when she took the stairs back to her bedroom. If she took the elevator, she

take the stairs so

Gordan's bedroom, she stopped and knocked on the

is it?" Gordan's voice came

wanted to talk to Gordan. She did not believe that he had no feelings

did not ask her what she wanted and just turned

Before she could even say

said it in his usual

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

back to her bedroom in despair, closed the door,

layout of her bedroom was the same as Gordan's. She did so to feel closer to

the exact same collection, so her shelf was

had personally found the collectibles through various means. Hence,

had to

was only so little, but

happened that day

thought about her persistence and him deliberately ignoring her. It had been the same

She loved Gordan.

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