"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.

the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and sure enough, there were quite a few

that could be commonly found in supermarkets. There was no issue for

decided, she took out the relevant ingredients

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

replied to her saying no and that he was going

put on the apron prepared by the hotel and started

On the other hand.

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

was rarely lively quieted

sat on the sofa, still unable to calm down. She kept replaying what Gordan had said

It hurt...

laughed at herself. After Luke left, Gordan went up to the

not want to see her ugly face. It was

up and walked to

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

take the stairs so that she could bump

Gordan's bedroom, she stopped

is it?" Gordan's

She still wanted to talk to Gordan. She did not believe that he had

her what she wanted and

lips in embarrassment. Before she could even say anything, he

in

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

bedroom in despair, closed the

to feel closer to him. She lied to herself saying that they

get the exact same collection,

through various means. Hence, Ray could not find them even if he

had to

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

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

her persistence and him deliberately ignoring her. It had been the

She loved Gordan.

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