"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,

supermarkets. There was no issue

decided, she took out the relevant ingredients and

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

to her saying no and that he was going to eat at

him. She put on the apron prepared by the hotel

On the other hand.

left, Ray did not stay long and left after talking

villa that was rarely lively quieted down

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

It hurt...

laughed at herself. After Luke left, Gordan went

living room because he did not want to see

and walked

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

the stairs

passed by Gordan's bedroom, she stopped and knocked

Gordan's voice came from

talk to Gordan. She did not believe that

Gordan did not ask her what she wanted and

in embarrassment. Before she could even say anything, he turned her

he said it in his

by my side... Is it my fault for having

her bedroom in despair, closed the door, and

Gordan's. She did so to feel closer to him. She

could not get the exact same collection, so her

personally found the collectibles through various means. Hence, Ray could not

had to give

so little, but in reality, it was

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

deliberately ignoring her. It had been the same

She loved Gordan.

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