As soon as Debora got out of the car, an unexpected voice was heard.

“Did you enjoy the outing after a long time?”

Debora, who looked up anxiously, spoke to Cedric, who was smiling brightly towards her.

“Oh, there was no need for you to come all the way to greet me.”

“Haha, it wasn’t on purpose; it was a coincidence. So, don’t feel burdened.”

While saying so, Cedric extended his hand.

“Shall I take the luggage?”

“Well, if I refuse, then…”

“Then, I’ll keep urging you until you hand it over. I can be quite persistent.”

Debora, who laughed softly, said, “Then, I’ll ask with gratitude.”

“Thank you for trusting me.”

After Debora handed the luggage to Cedric, he said to Paul, “The master is calling.”

“Yes.”

Paul replied with tension. Debora, turning her head naturally toward Paul, bowed and greeted him.

“Thanks to you, I had a comfortable outing today. Thank you.”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m glad I could help.”

Paul answered with a wide smile. At that moment, looking at the mansion, Cedric said to Debora,

“Let’s go inside now. It must be cold.”

“Yes.”

Like that, Debora entered the mansion without knowing that someone was watching her.

Until then, Debora had intended to discuss the next outing schedule with Cedric. Although it might seem irresponsible to bring up another outing schedule right after returning, she couldn’t help it. She had met Sage.

However, due to Cedric’s next words, instead of planning the outing schedule, Debora had to write a regrettable letter to Sage, saying that they might only be able to meet a month later.

<I have work at the mansion where I am employed. I'm really sorry. I'll try to come and see you as soon as possible, so please wait. I'll contact you again after this work is done.

While writing the letter, Debora made a groaning sound.

'If I had known this would happen, I should have seen his face a bit more.'

Debora was disappointed, but she could still meet him again. Satisfied with that, she decided to focus on the future.

Having entrusted the letter to Shelly, Debora, holding the documents she had worked on all night, left her room.

'Ha, a sudden party.'

And it was a party in the formal social circle attended by nobles.

'It will be Mr. Baker and Miss Baker's first party.'

At their first party that Debora knew, Dia received disdainful looks full of contempt.

Openly mocking gazes and, even if quiet, laughter that was clearly audible.

Dia was the most pathetic and pitiful woman under the gorgeous chandelier.

However, at that moment, Jen invited Dia to dance.
‘What should I do? I can’t dance in the first place, and my body doesn’t move as my mind wants due to nervousness.’

Dia didn’t want to hold his hand. However, she couldn’t refuse.

At that moment, Jen grabbed the hesitant hand in the air. Although Dia almost stumbled several times during the forced dance, Jen held her firmly.

When Dia, flustered after accidentally stepping on Jen’s foot, tried to apologize, he whispered in her ear.

“Don’t apologize. Act confidently. Then, no one will know.”

Dia felt like her heart would freeze at how cold Jen’s voice was.

But strangely, the place he held onto felt warm.

Unable to freeze or burn, Dia, who had never experienced such a sensation, stared into Jen’s eyes from up close as if enchanted.

‘Have I ever seen this person’s eyes so up close?’

After the dance, Jen, wearing a pleasant expression, approached the people.

Humble, knowledgeable, and portraying the act of a man who cherishes and loves his wife tremendously.

“How fortunate I am to be able to marry such a precious person.”

“Haha, this must be the best gift in Mrs. Baker’s life.”

Jen, who seemed like he could smoothly answer any question, suddenly stopped talking.

Dia, who had been looking at the floor out of tension, raised her head and observed Jen’s expression.

Perhaps due to the light, his eye area seemed moist, like something young. Clearly, the corners of his mouth were forming a beautiful curve.

“She is my everything.”

In Jen’s trembling voice full of emotion, Dia felt her heart flutter without realizing it.

Dia knew that Jen had said those things not for her sake but for himself, things he didn’t really feel.

‘However.’

Throughout the entire party, Jen was kind to Dia. And not long after encountering the burned Duke at the party, Jen returned with Dia.

As if his mission was completed or as if it was time to wake up from a dream.

In the car on the way back, Jen didn’t cast a single glance at Dia. As soon as they returned to the mansion, he said to Cedric, who was waiting for her.

“If the household tutor appointed as the best in Dover complained about the salary, did she?”

“What? I don’t understand what you’re suddenly talking about…”