Without further words, he continued to dry her hair and then gently patted her back.

"Go change your clothes."

Laura wanted to speak, but Edwin's gaze, weary and sincere, held her.

“Laura, do you really not want to be with me?"

Indeed, he was visibly exhausted, not having slept for 20 hours.

Laura, filled with questions about Vanessa, silently ascended the stairs.

In her room, she pondered her feelings for Edwin.

She did want to be with him and wondered if she could muster the courage to fight for it.

Looking at her reflection, a joy-filled stranger seemed to gaze back at her.

The mirror reflected her answer.

When she returned downstairs, Edwin's gaze lifted to her.

Laura was dressed in a purplish-pink-colored dress and a white long down jacket, exuding purity and charm.

She quietly asked the servants to prepare a gift she could present to the Evans.

Edwin waited silently as the servant handed him an air-freighted fruit basket.

After that, he openly held Laura as they walked out, switching to holding her hand when she expressed concern about propriety.

Laura had little choice but to comply, whispering as they got into the car, “I'll drive."

Edwin, with an almost-smiling expression, placed the fruit basket in the trunk and closed it.

“Why, worried about me?" he asked.

Laura didn't reply, and just sat in the driver's seat.

Edwin, still holding the car door, whispered softly, "I'm not that tired yet. I'll drive."