As he watched her enter the hotel in the rain, Sanford's eyes fixated on her back. After a few seconds, he turned the car around and drove back to Atera Restaurant.

Bart savored his meal in the private room, but Maggie lacked any appetite.

Absently, she stirred the soup in her bowl with a spoon in hand.

Forty minutes had gone by. What could they be doing now?

They must be having a deep conversation.

Lost in their Love, would they...?

At that moment, the door swung open, and Sanford walked in.

He still wore the same outfit as before-a white shirt and black suit pants-with the dampness lingering in the air.

He returned!

Maggie's eyes sparkled, and she hurriedly stood up.

“You're back!"

"Well, were you waiting for me?"

Sanford smiled and briskly wiped the rainwater off his shirt.

Maggie didn't respond but fetched a dry towel to assist him in drying his clothes.

Suddenly, she noticed a faint lipstick stain on his shirt beneath the collar.

Maggie paused, feeling a pang of sadness.

Was this a Lipstick mark left by Jaelyn?

What had they been up to just now?

“Sanford, where have you been? Why did it take you so long?" Bart inquired, almost finished with his meal.

"Oh, I gave a friend a ride back to the hotel," Sanford replied.

He remained composed, without any hesitation.

Maggie realized she might have been overthinking things.