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 enough

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

can stop now. Let's just have ribs

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

eyes at Lucy when he saw the look in her eyes. He knew exactly what she was trying to say. "If I were to make everything on your list, that'd

embarrassment. "That's not what I

voice gradually became smaller while Cillian stared at her. In the end, her words got stuck in her

decided to unpack her luggage. Turning,

at like that by Cillian. It was better not to continue looking at him and go upstairs to

of unpacking, Lucy got tired and went to lie

feel the sunlight upstairs as she

to get some sleep, but Lucy could not sleep no

doing? It felt like it had

and was hesitant. It should

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