The black Rolls-Royce remained parked outside. Smoke lazily drifted from the half-open window on the driver's side, leading Jessie to assume Albert was seated inside, smoking.

She gazed at the car in silence for a while before drawing the curtains shut.

Jessie had no desire to engage with Albert. She understood that after her breakup with Axell, Albert felt no reservations. In his mind, it seemed natural to pursue her since they were now both single.

But what about the past three years?

And what about his marriage?

He had a wife and a child. Wasn't it absurd to think he had feelings for Jessie and wanted her back?

Jessie leaned against the headboard, engrossed in educational books.

The relentless sound of rain outside grated on her nerves. Eventually, she switched off the light, put on her headphones, and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Jessie rose early. Lettie brought breakfast and remarked casually, “That car was parked downstairs all night. It's too flashy. Tell him not to park there. The neighbors might start gossiping if they see it."

Jessie, sipping her milk, felt a twinge of unease at the comment.

"I'll talk to him when I go to work later," she replied.

After breakfast, Jessie changed clothes and headed downstairs with her briefcase.

The air was crisp and refreshing after the rain had ceased.

Jessie took a deep breath, approached Albert's car and then Lightly tapped on the window.

The window rolled down, revealing Albert's slightly weary but handsome face.

It was evident he hadn't slept well, his complexion lacking its usual vitality. He turned to Jessie with a silent gaze. "Get in. I'll drive you."

Jessie stood her ground, her resolve firm.

"I can drive myself," she stated after a moment of hesitation. "I came here to tell you not to come back. We couldn't be together in the past, we can't be together now, and we won't be together in the future."

Albert chuckled. “What's it to you if my car is parked here? Do you own this place? If so, I'll move it next time."

Jessie seethed with anger. He was deliberately provoking her.