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Lost in her thoughts, Emily Walker only snapped out of them when she heard Rosanne’s voice, “Hmm? No, I’m not.”

Realizing she had said the wrong thing, Bella Stuart simply shut up, shifting her attention to the TV on the side.

Emily’s thoughts continued to wander; she wasn’t one to hold grudges, but the idea of ​​being friends with an ex felt strange…

Oh well, they all claimed it was in the past anyway.

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Past 3 PM, Antonio Bailey and Rosanne Nichols left.

Seeing this, Bella Stuart, who had plans with someone that night, also left.

Once everyone had gone, Emily Walker absentmindedly sat on the sofa, her mind full of the words ‘first love.’

It wasn’t until six o’clock in the evening when Baron Stuart returned that her thoughts slowly came back.

During dinner, Baron Stuart noticed the distracted person across from him and slightly furrowed his brow.

“What are you thinking about?”

Upon hearing him, Emily looked up, appearing somewhat gloomy.

“Nothing.” She lazily replied; Emily lowered her head and listlessly ate the rice in her bowl.

Nothing? Baron Stuart narrowed his eyes, how could this be called nothing?

Seeing her barely touched rice and food, Emily suddenly lost her appetite, put down her chopsticks, and stood up, “I’m full.”

After saying this, she ignored the man at the dining table and went to the living room, proceeding to the second floor.

At this moment, Mrs. Noelle brought up the final bowl of soup, only to find that Emily was no longer there, puzzled.

Usually, the young madam loved the soup she made, so why did she leave before the soup was even served today?

It seemed that Baron Stuart also noticed something was troubling the woman; he turned to look at Mrs. Noelle, “What did she do at home this afternoon?”

While asking, he elegantly continued eating dinner, waiting for Mrs. Noelle’s answer.

Mrs. Noelle paused, recalling that there were visitors in the afternoon.

“The young lady came over this afternoon, and so did Miss Antonio and Miss Rosanne Nichols. They brought many tonics for the young madam.”

Rosanne Nichols…

Baron Stuart’s eating motion halted, as if he knew why she was feeling down.

Putting down his bowl and chopsticks, Baron Stuart got up and said in a deep voice, “Clean up.”

Witnessing his retreating figure and the practically untouched meal, Mrs. Noelle was confused but eventually had no choice but to clean up the food.

When she returned to the bedroom, Emily was already lying on the bed.

Baron Stuart approached and saw that her eyes were tightly closed, knowing she didn’t actually fall asleep.

Going to the bathroom, he took a quick bath, then wrapped himself in a bathrobe and got into bed.

Feeling the man’s hot body, Emily shifted slightly.

Despite countless moments of intimacy with him, she still felt somewhat unnatural when touching his strong physique.

A large hand reached around her waist but didn’t slip under her pajamas like before, instead staying at her waist, holding her like that.

His lack of movement made her even more confused.

Turning around to investigate, she was immediately met with his remarkably handsome face.

Seeing his closed eyes, Emily suddenly felt a wave of loss…