"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 refrigerator, and sure enough, there were

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

she decided, she took out the relevant ingredients and prepared to

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

saying no and that he was going to eat at

on the apron

On the other hand.

and the others left, Ray did not stay

villa that was rarely lively quieted down

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

It hurt...

left,

usually spend much time in the living room because he did not want

walked to

the west. She would only pass his bedroom when

to take the stairs

she passed by Gordan's bedroom, she

is it?" Gordan's voice came

She did not believe that he had no feelings for her

don't have time." Gordan did not ask her what she wanted and just turned

lips in embarrassment. Before she could even say

it in his

Is it my fault for having

her bedroom in despair, closed the door, and

did so to feel closer to him. She lied to

not get the exact same collection, so her shelf

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

to

only so little, but in reality, it was

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

him deliberately ignoring her. It

She loved Gordan.

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