"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 enough, there were

found in supermarkets. There was no issue

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

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

that he was going to eat at the

put on the apron prepared by the hotel and

On the other hand.

the others left, Ray did not stay long and left after talking to Vivian for a

was rarely lively quieted down

calm down. She kept replaying what Gordan had said

It hurt...

Luke left, Gordan went up

in the living room because he did not want to see her ugly face.

walked to

bedroom 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. If she took

to take the stairs so that she could bump into

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

is it?" Gordan's voice came

to talk to Gordan. She did not believe that

ask her what she wanted and just turned her

in embarrassment. Before she could even

in

being by my side... Is it my fault for having an ugly

her bedroom in despair, closed the door, and sat

Gordan's. She did so to feel

get the exact same

help find them, but Gordan had personally found the collectibles through

to

was only so little, but in reality, it

Vivian let out a sigh. Everything that happened that day was

ignoring her. It had been

She loved Gordan.

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