Her good mood was ruined entirely by that disgusting man. Mary no longer wanted to play. She took a bath and went to bed.

She had a few important surgeries tomorrow.

Although she was not the surgeon, she would monitor the important surgeries.

Lying in bed, she suddenly thought of Andrius.

Mary wondered, ‘Since Andrius hasn't expressed his feelings for me and didn't explain anything after helping Beatrice, he probably has no feelings for me, right?’

Whatever! Maybe they were not meant to be!