She spaced out more times today than she did in the entire past year...
"Young Master, breakfast is ready. You can have it together. Miss Gibson is too thin; she should eat more..." Auntie Wilson came out of the kitchen with breakfast, speaking with a beaming smile.
The atmosphere gradually shifted from somber to more relaxed.
Victoria Gibson didn't speak. She pulled out a chair and sat down, silently accompanying Chad Yakov as he ate, under his indifferent gaze.
Finally, when he finished eating, Victoria Gibson had already put down her cutlery, waiting for him to get up.
Chad Yakov didn't hesitate, standing up briskly and turning to walk out.
Seeing this, Victoria Gibson quickly followed him.
His legs were long, and although he walked effortlessly, Victoria Gibson had to hurry to keep up with him.
When the two of them reached the door, Victoria Gibson's heart tightened.
Every time she got to this point, someone would pull her back.
