"..." Lucas Scott's pupils tightened as he looked at her stubborn face.
Stella York was very gentle by nature; she never spoke loudly, even when dealing with the servants in the villa, treating them like family members.
But her gentleness did not mean she lacked opinions of her own.
On the contrary, she was very stubborn.
Sometimes, even Lucas Scott couldn't figure out what was going on in her mind.
"Quit your job and stay by my side full time," Lucas Scott said without a second thought.
"No," the moment Stella York heard his suggestion that she resign, her facial expression instantly changed.
She didn't want to quit her job.
Living alone in a large villa, waiting for a man whose return time was uncertain—that hollow feeling was terrifying.
Furthermore, she didn't want to be dependent on him.
"I can't support you?" Lucas Scott's face darkened immediately upon hearing her refusal.
