Chapter 1888
It was the well-dressed Fiona.
Frowning slightly, he walked up to her and asked, “…Why are you here?”
Instantly beaming when she realized that he was here, the shivering woman walked up to him and exclaimed, “Y-you’re finally back…! I came earlier today to bring you breakfast, but you were already gone. Because of that, I decided to get you dinner instead. Since you weren’t home, I decided to wait for a bit, figuring that it wouldn’t take you too long to return… A-anyway, have a taste of my food while it’s warm! I made it myself, you know?”
Watching as she extended a few food containers toward him, Zivon couldn’t help but notice that there were a few burn marks on her freezing hands…
He, for one, knew that Fiona had always been a golden child. Not only did she never have to cook, but he was pretty sure that her servants helped her bathe and get dressed as well. With that in mind, the fact that she had taken the time and effort to make these herself…
“…I’ve already eaten. Also

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