"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 enough, there were

that could be commonly found in supermarkets. There was

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

dinner as well. If he wanted to eat,

that he was going to eat at the restaurant

reply to him. She put on the apron prepared by the hotel and started

On the other hand.

Luke and the others left, Ray did not stay long and left after talking to

rarely lively quieted

unable to calm down. She kept replaying what Gordan had said

It hurt...

herself. After Luke left, Gordan went up to the

spend much time in the living room because he did not want to see her ugly face. It was likely

stood up and walked to the

bedroom when she took the stairs back to her bedroom. If she

the stairs so that she

passed by Gordan's bedroom, she stopped and knocked on

is it?" Gordan's

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

have time." Gordan did not ask her

embarrassment. Before she could even

he said it in his

Is it my fault

in despair, closed the door, and sat on

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

same collection,

help find them, but Gordan had personally found the collectibles through various means. Hence, Ray

to give

only so little, but in reality, it was

day was like an extremely sharp knife that

deliberately ignoring her. It had been

She loved Gordan.

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