She pushed open the door and deliberately ignored her nervous emotion.

Sitting at his desk, facing the door, Francis saw her coming in. He was so surprised that he stopped signing and put his pen aside.

“What’s up?” Seeing Cinderella, who never came to him initiatively, Francis asked in a worried voice.

“Francis...” She whispered his name.

“Huh?” He looked at her suspiciously.

“I...” It was just a simple sentence, but it was extremely difficult to speak out for her. If she did not speak out, she would regret it.

Taking a deep breath, she looked firmly into Francis’s deep eyes and said sincerely, “Thank you.”

Francis looked rather surprised....