She silently glanced at the dishes on the table. Sure enough, most of them were just her favorites.

The books in the study, the clothes in the checkroom, and the table full of her favorite dishes – she just felt everything was just too obvious to be a coincidence.

But the man did not say anything, so she also pretended not to know, and did not say anything either.

At the table, they had a quiet dinner together and neither of them said anything to each other.

After the dinner, she decided to take a stroll in the garden in front of the villa, and at the same time read...