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.

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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 him care so

She was well aware of Eugene's feelings for her. In hindsight, she regretted getting into

judgment. If she had been thinking clearly, she wouldn't have

pale Lydia looked and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! Miss Lydia, did you catch a cold

Lucy was

tell Mr. Ford. He should come back right away,"

quickly stopped her. "No, really, there's no need. It's just a cold, and I can handle it myself. I don't want 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 stubborn, so she reluctantly agreed

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