Returning to the Waltson Family Villa had already taken an hour.
Wills Waltson was pacing back and forth in the living room.
When he saw her, he took a step forward and questioned, "Why did you just return?"
"I took a cab. It's a lengthy journey."
Looking at her expression, which was the same as always, he realized it wasn't that simple.
"Did my second brother mention anything to you?"
She fixed her gaze on him. "I'll cook you dinner tonight."
"And then what?"
"Then …" She laughed. "Let's go into what happened next."
She was on her way to the kitchen.
"Little Luna," he said as he drew her wrist back.
She looked back at him with Luna Greenwich and a smile. Her eyes were like the eyes of a silkworm lying on the bed, looking very beautiful.
"Let's talk after dinner."
She turned around to leave, but he pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly.
"Don't even think about playing any tricks on me. Who asked you to force a smile on me?"
Her chin rested on his chest.