Eugene's urgency in proposing again was painfully obvious, and it only made Lydia more determined to leave.

The next morning, after her fever had subsided, Lydia expressed her desire to leave.

Eugene, who had been calmly wiping his mouth with a napkin, froze mid-motion. "You're still not fully recovered. Why are you in such a rush to leave?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of displeasure. "The doctor said you need to rest."

The doctor had indeed mentioned this yesterday before leaving, but given the clear closeness between him and Eugene, Lydia found herself doubting the advice.

"I want to go," she insisted, her resolve clear.

Eugene's gaze grew colder, and the room fell into a heavy silence. The tension was palpable, with even Mrs. Lucy and the other staff too afraid to intervene.

felt like an eternity, Eugene finally spoke, his voice

furrowed. "Why

things online? Until the rumors are dealt with, your safety is at risk," Eugene said with a faint sneer. "Maybe you

to resolve it, but despite the time that had passed, nothing had improved. Pushing the frustration aside, she reminded herself to trust Quincy. "I still can't stay here. I've already been here too long. I need to go home tonight," she said, her voice steady. "I'll pack up

a driver to take her back to the Fay

Perez came out, clearly surprised to see,

greeted softly, glancing at the

Quincy's car, was it? Who brought you home? Quincy has been worried sick about you.

Perez's concern was

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