Eugene didn't pressure Lydia to give him an answer right away. He simply gave her a guest room to rest.

At this point, Lydia wasn't sure where else she could go. She had turned off her phone and didn't want to see Quincy. She couldn't face going home, so she silently agreed to stay.

The next morning, after turning her phone back on, she found more than a dozen missed calls, all from Quincy.

"Miss Lydia?" came a knock at the door, followed by a voice she didn't recognize. "Are you awake?"

Lydia opened the door to find a middle-aged woman with a kind face, holding a bowl of chicken soup. The faint aroma made her stomach rumble.

Seeing Lydia's confused expression, the woman quickly explained, "I'm the housekeeper here, you can call me Mrs. Lucy. Mr. Ford told me not to disturb you, but it's almost noon, and I was worried you hadn't eaten yet. So, I brought some congee for you." She placed the bowl on the nearby table.

ask you to do

Lucy said with a gentle smile. "Mr. Ford seems really concerned about you. To be honest, I've worked for his family for years, and I've never seen

well aware of Eugene's feelings for

rain had clouded her judgment. If she had been thinking clearly, she wouldn't have followed him back here so impulsively. Feeling her head ache from overthinking, she

exclaimed, "Oh no! Miss Lydia,

could respond, Mrs. Lucy was already rushing to

He should come back right

wasn't there because he had gone to the office earlier, Lydia quickly stopped her. "No, really, there's no need. It's just a cold,

she wanted was to be further entangled with Eugene. The more she involved him, the harder it would be to pull away later Mrs. Lucy initially disagreed, but Lydia was

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