Eva Miller ran a long way from home, so Luke Land carried her for a long distance.
"Put me down, I can walk by myself." Eva Miller slightly struggled in his arms.
"I just want to hold you."
"…"
In any case, Luke Land was often a stubborn man, so Eva Miller didn't say anything more, allowing him to carry her back.
He gently placed her on the bed, removed her high heels, and carefully massaged her ankle. His touch was just right, and she felt very comfortable.
"Maybe soaking it in hot water would be better." After saying this, he stood up, walked into the bathroom, and brought over a basin of hot water.
His care for her could be described as meticulous.
Saying she's not moved would be impossible.
"Luke Land, I don't want to hide from you anymore, I... want to tell you something."
"Hmm?" He wasn't really listening to her words, nor did he notice how off her tone was at that moment, as he was focused on playing with her fair and delicate feet.
"I can't have children."
