Reluctantly, Laura stepped into her apartment.

Edwin followed, observing as she turned on the heater and then quietly headed to the kitchen to make coffee.

The scene reminded him of their past life together.

She was such a coffee enthusiast and the aroma of coffee always present in their shared home.

Edwin joined her in the kitchen, standing close behind. He murmured, “Do you still remember much about the past?"

“There's no need to remember anything anymore," Laura replied, handing him a cup of coffee. Her gaze met his.

"It's over, Edwin.

You have a girlfriend, and I have a boyfriend. There's no reason for us to keep in touch. Please drink your coffee and leave."

Edwin set the coffee aside, his gaze fixed on her.

Close to her, he noticed her discomfort as she turned her head away.

"Can Dylan really be called your boyfriend? If he is, why doesn't he live with you, and why does he leave right after dropping you off?

Laura, you're lying."

Laura responded with a faint smile, moving back to the living room.

Edwin, following her, grabbed her shoulders, offering, “Let me take care of you."

Laura gently shrugged off his hands and confronted him.

“What kind of care are we talking about here? Buying me a house, a car, and giving me endless money? Edwin, isn't that just keeping me as your mistress? What if you come to me for comfort one day after having an argument with your wife, and I refuse? Will you then hold your financial support over me? Why should I have to pretend to be virtuous?"

She felt saddened by the thought.

Once, they had been a genuine couple, albeit with some deception.

Now, he was with someone else yet still sought her out.

Lowering her voice, she pleaded, “Edwin, can you please let me go?"