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Lynnsey threw the paper into the shredder and then swept it into the trash can. As she was pondering what excuse to use to go to the Morgado Company tomorrow, she heard the sound of a car driving into the villa's yard. She didn't even have time to put on her slippers and walked barefoot to the balcony, lifting the curtains to take a look outside. Familiar black car, familiar figure walking out of the car. He actually came back. And in his hands, he was even holding a bouquet of flowers. Lynnsey's eyes flickered and she quickly walked back to the bedroom, pouring some water on her hands from the bedside table... Before long, the sound of footsteps drew closer. The door was gently pushed open. Daven looked through the c***k in the door and saw Lynnsey sitting on the edge of the bed