Cillian had already placed all his belongings in his room by the time Lucy headed upstairs.

He turned to look at Lucy, who had just arrived. He said, "I'm done unpacking. Do you need help with your luggage?"

Cillian's concern warmed Lucy's heart. He was the person she knew best in this unfamiliar country, but she shook her head in rejection.

"It's fine. My things are pretty light. I can unpack them on my own. It'll just take a while."

Cillian smiled when Lucy rejected his offer. "Alright. Let me know how long you'll take. I'll plan the best time to prepare dinner."

Lucy looked at Cillian in surprise. She did not expect him to know how to cook, and a question popped into her mind.

"Prepare dinner? Where are you planning to make dinner?"

Cillian shook his head in exasperation. "I asked that lady where the kitchen was. All I need to do is go there to make dinner. Is there anything you'd like to have? Just let me know so I can make it for you in the future."

eyes shone brightly. This man was such a treasure! He could cook, and he was even caring

down the things she liked to eat to Cillian-ribs, roast chicken, steak, seafood, beef jerky...

"Alright. You can stop now. Let's just have ribs tonight. I'll also cook some potatoes

She was sure he had just offered to cook anything she wanted

say. "If I

embarrassment. "That's not what I meant, it's

Cillian stared at her.

decided to unpack her luggage. Turning, she ran up the

by Cillian. It was better not to continue looking at him and

about 20 minutes of unpacking, Lucy got

the sunlight upstairs as she was enveloped by the

sleep no matter how hard she tried. She perked

it had been a long time since she last

for about five minutes before she sprung up from bed. She took out her phone and was hesitant. It should be fine to call Matthew at this

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