Lorian said, “Tegan doesn’t want to come back. She wants to stay in Crocksten a bit longer. I’m running back and forth. Sometimes, dealing with women is just impossible.”

The servant smiled in agreement. Lorian sat briefly before heading to the study on the second floor. He aimed to finish his work early so he could fly to Crocksten on Friday to see Lola and Tegan, even if it was just for a couple of nights.

In the blink of an eye, it was 2:00 am. When the night was quiet, Lorian exited the study and walked into the villa’s corridor. He opened the door to the master bedroom, which he had shared with Tegan. He stood in the center of the room and removed his tie gently.

At that moment, he was overwhelmed by longing. Lorian hadn’t expected that Leanna would already travel to Crocksten before he himself had a chance to go there.

Back in Crocksten, Tegan sat in a café. She was dressed in a white shirt and a light gray woolen shawl over her. She might've looked delicate and slightly weak