Ivy knew that he did not like owing people, so she presented him with the receipt for the groceries. "Just pay me for the groceries. I'm actually not that good a cook, so don't pay me too much. I'll be eating the food, too, anyway." He accepted the receipt and glanced at the price. Noticing that it cost about forty dollars, he walked toward the dining room and studied the dishes that looked rather presentable. Wondering how they tasted, he took a bite. Ivy looked at him with anticipation. "How is it? Do you like it?" "Get me a glass of water," he said. She did as she was told. "Is it too salty? Have your tastes changed?" "No. I'm just thirsty," he said. Ivy breathed a sigh of relief. "The food tastes ordinary," he commented, then took out his phone and transferred fifty dollars to Ivy. Looking at the money, Ivy could not help but laugh. "Mr. Woods, do you think my cooking is only worth ten dollars? You might as well not pay me anything at all! It's so insulting!"

When he was told of Irene's passing, he would often dream of her nightly. However, the dreams stopped when he started his company. Each minute was filled with work. Ivy's appearance had reminded him of Irene once again. Lucas' biggest regret was leaving home to study in Edelweiss without bidding farewell to Irene; he had thought that he would eventually see her again, only to be told later that he would never be able to see her again. He had left his phone behind because he wanted a new start and did not want to contact his family. Because of his actions, he had lost touch with her. Irene did not have any other friends, so he assumed that she had no one else to talk to after he left.He did not know how Irene died, or whether she suffered before her death. Every time he thought of her, he would find himself overwhelmed by regret and sorrow. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing his face, he felt more awake. A voice inside him urged him to r

"Should I call you by your name, then? Lucas?" Lucas instantly felt chills run down his spine. "I guess you should stick with Mr. Woods." Ivy smiled. "I don't have your phone number, so why don't we exchange numbers? That way, I inform you when the food is ready." "Do you have to do this?" "I have nothing else to do, and I'm bored." "You can go home," he said. "I will, in a few days. You don't have to remind me. I will definitely go home." "What exactly do you take my place for? A cafe where you can just come and go as you please? I hate people like you who don't understand boundaries." "You said that the last time as well, but you still gave me the keys to your apartment anyway," she said.Lucas parked his car in the parking lot, and both of them got out. "What do you want to eat for lunch, Mr. Woods? I'll prepare it and take it to your company!" Ivy walked over to Lucas and said, "I washed the sofa covers for you, so I need to check if they've dried. If they have,

"Don't joke around! She's leaving soon," Lucas said. Caspian chuckled. "Is she returning to her country?" "Yeah," Lucas confirmed. Caspian teased, "So, she just came here to have fun! Why did she decide to toy with you, though? Hahaha!" "I still haven't figured that out," Lucas said. "Is she hiding something?" Caspian asked. Lucas sighed. "You've met her, too. She answers all of my questions, but her answers always leave me confused. It's like we come from different worlds." For instance, she told him that she knew the Woods' servants, but Lucas, despite having lived with the Woods, was never particularly close to them, so he could not determine if Ivy was telling the truth. "I don't think Ivy is lying. It might be you who is the problem. You've never truly cared about anything or anyone," said Caspian. "It's a pity, though, that such a beautiful lady is leaving. And I thought she must have felt something for you. Looks like she is just here to have fun."Lucas did not

Ivy returned to Lucas's apartment and found the door open. Entering the apartment, she saw Lucas sitting in the dining room, playing a game. The sight of him sitting there reminded her of how things used to be three years ago. At that time, she was still Lucas' servant, and they would see each other every day. Although they were not particularly close, they could share anything with each other. Rather than disturbing Lucas, Ivy quietly went to his room, changed the bedding for him, and swiftly tidied up the room. By the time she was done, Ivy's stomach was growling with hunger, and she wondered if Lucas had left any food from lunch for her. Approaching Lucas, she noticed there was still plenty of food on the table. It looked like Lucas had hardly touched the food. Surprised, Ivy asked, "Mr. Woods, why haven't you eaten? Are you upset that I went into your room, so you don't want to eat the food I cooked?" Lucas, still focused on his game, did not bother to look up. "You