Lucy could only stay at home because Matthew had left for the temporary office for work. She decided to head over during lunchtime and personally cook a big meal for him.


    Before that, she spent some time fixing the drawings she was not happy with.


    Her inspiration had alwayse from a sudden epiphany.


    However, since she started drawing Matthew''s profile, a portion of her unique inspiration began toe from him.


    Her brushes and strokes moved agilely and appeared on Matthew''s face.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    Lucy began to scribble and draw. Lucy would draw when she had free time and she was quite adept at oil painting and sketching.


    The servants walked in and out of the living room but Lucy was in her own world and could no longer hear any noises from the outside world. She held a pencil that had been sharpened until only half of it was left and she began sketching while thinking about Matthew.


    Matthew had always been detailed with his work. He did not like anyone disturbing him, which was why he was always frowning in the office. His expression did not betray any hints of his feelings or thoughts when he was working.


    He spent a lot of time with business titans throughout the year and this could be the reason why he would always put up a mask reserved only for the public. Lucy was the only one who knew how lively the person under the mask was. He was not like how the public perceived him to be where Matthew often put up a cold demeanor.


    However, Lucy might not be aware that she was the only one who could see that side of Matthew.


    Matthew''s profile began to appear on the huge piece of canvas under the tips of Lucy''s pencil. A huge country house appeared behind him. It had a smokey chimney and was a symbol of thoseing homete that it was time for dinner.


    The path home was filled with little


    stones. It was a long and rxed walk home. It was between mountains as far as the eye could see and surrounded by a green, lush forest.


    A couple of birds would asionally fly past the orange sky as they flew high into the skyline.


    Mathew was sitting on a handmade swing in the drawing. His hands were ced freely on his side as he stared far off at the setting sun.


    Even though no one could guess what he was thinking, the expression on his face looked quite gentle under the orange glow of the sunset.


    This was the magic of Lucy''s sketch. She managed to capture the gentleness hidden deep inside Matthew.


    It was a beautiful picture to Lucy, but


    an astonishing discovery to others


    because no one had even seen Matthew look that way before. Matthew looked like he was staring far off into the distance as if he knew that someone was waiting for him toe home.


    The drawing was halfpleted but Lucy was happy with it even though she had not begun painting it. She put the artwork away carefully and looked up to see that it was almost 11:00 am.


    It was getting close to lunchtime and she left everything behind. She cleaned up and went to the kitchen to prepare a big meal.


    Matthew had always been a picky eater. It was something Lucy had discovered after spending time with Matthew.


    Fortunately, Lucy was a very observant person. Matthew would never say anything to her about it and Lucy had to discover it for herself.


    She had prepared some home-cooked food today. It was not that she did not want to prepare something more exquisite as Lucy felt that only food like this would feel like home.


    Happiness appeared on Lucy''s face at the thought of Matthew enjoying the food she prepared.