Sure enough, when Lilian arrived downstairs at her building, she saw his car already parked there. It looked like he had dropped off his parents and come straight over.
As soon as he saw her, he got out, opened the trunk, and pulled out a small suitcase.
Lilian frowned and walked over,
"What's with the suitcase?"
He answered casually,
"Some of my daily essentials. I'm leaving a set at your place—makes things easier."
Lilian was speechless.
This was basically him moving in, but she hadn't agreed to any of this.
She immediately blocked him,
"No way!"
Worried, she explained,
"My mom sometimes comes over here. If she sees your stuff, it'll be a disaster!"
She was telling the truth — Tiffany did come by occasionally, not often, but what if one day she showed up and saw a man's things at her place? That would be chaos.
Morrison glanced at her, then with one hand carrying the suitcase and the other grabbing hers, he pulled her inside,
