Winston was standing a few steps in front of me when he said that.


    He had a perfect appearance and a bright smile. He appeared to have aplished something.


    His gaze was like an eagle''s when it saw its prey, with a glimmer of determination.


    I couldn''t help but wonder whether I did something wrong or said something ambiguous that caused


    him to misunderstand me. Why did he look at me that way?


    When I reached the gate, I noticed the delivery man on a motorcycle was about to call me. After


    signing, I brought the takeout upstairs.


    Queenie came out of the room when she heard me open the door. After she helped me ce the food,


    I realized the house was quiet. It turned out Andrew hadn''te over.


    During this period, I felt as if he were living in my house, and his presence was particrly loud. It was


    as if something was missing when he was absent, which made me ufortable.


    Habit was quite scary.


    "Where''s Andrew?" I asked casually.


    Queenie paused. "I don''t know."


    "How dare he note without asking your permission? Your clingy boy is so disorganized." I teased


    her.


    I only said it casually, yet she smiled self-deprecatingly. "We''re just colleagues. Do you still want him to


    take care of me for the rest of my life? It''s difficult for me to repay his kindness. It would be better if he


    didn''te. I can''t bear to owe him anything. Let''s eat now. It won''t taste good if it''s cold."Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    She started drinking the soup silently, but I couldn''t get past the loneliness in her eyes.


    Andrew''s meticulousness and patience allowed him to enter Queenie''s life sessfully. Although he


    was far from being her boyfriend, she had already permitted him to stay by her side, implying that he


    still had a good chance of seeding.


    However, he suddenly disappeared. What happened to him? Was he going to be a scumbag? It


    couldn''t be.


    Even while eating, I felt uneasy because I was thinking about this matter. I peeked at Queenie''s


    expression from time to time.


    She lowered her head slightly and ate intently, saying nothing. She ignored me, and I didn''t dare to say


    a word.


    Halfway through eating, I couldn''t help but message Andrew, "Where are you?"


    The dialog box was quiet. When I finished showering and went to bed, I still hadn''t received his


    response.


    I couldn''t help but start thinking wildly.


    I


    Andrew was indeed good. After all, he was the Lamberts'' eldest scion and would eventually inherit his


    family business. To be honest, L wasn''t sure if he had a fleeting crush on Queenie or if he wanted to be


    responsible for her entire life.


    The timing of his appearance was so good that I instinctively treated him as a rescuer. I hoped he could


    pull her out of the darkness and back into the light.


    Flynn''s words that day came to my


    mind again. After five years of rtionship; he was still heartless enough to go that far for his selfish


    desires Would Andrew break the rules for Queenie, whom he met unexpectedly?


    Moreover, he was three years younger than her. He wasn''t yet an adult. That was also one of her


    concerns. He was youthful and active, with limitless potential for the future. Could he be her savior?


    If Andrew hurt Queenie, I would be the one to me.


    Colin hadn''t returned by the time I fell asleep. That was how we had been doingtely.


    We were adults who worked hard for our jobs, studies, and the future.


    I might not be able to help Colin with his matter, but I could at least stop myself from holding him back.