Chapter 571

Mayra glanced at the screen and froze. She then smiled and took the phone. "It's probably one of those sales calls. Just ignore it." She didn't know why Anderson was calling at this time. Regardless, it was best for her to ignore it at this time. Gordon grabbed his car keys and held her hand to leave. Imitating Sydney, Mayra shot her a challenging look as well. As they stepped out of the building, Samuel glanced at the pot of noodles in his hand. "Great. They're off to enjoy some good food while I'm here with instant noodles." Samuel was just complaining for fun. He didn't actually care about it. Gordon had to worry about everything regarding the studio. On top of that, he needed to attend classes, which kept him so occupied that he didn't have time to visit his girlfriend. He even stopped cleaning his room. Every day, he would rush to wash up and then hurry out the door. "Others will get upset if you take me out shortly after the meeting. Besides… I wanted to eat instant noodles. I'm not that hungry." Gordon turned the steering wheel, and the car went out of the underground parking lot. "I can't let you be alone since you came all the way here. I told Samuel to book tickets to a ski resort. I'll take you there later." "Sure. I'm happy with anything as long as I'm with you." Mayra wasn't a particularly outgoing person and preferred to stay in her own comfort zone. However, it was a different case if she was with someone she liked. The two walked for a while and took the cable car to the ski resort on top of the mountain. She waited on the side while Gordon fetched two sets of ski equipment. By the time she was done changing, Gordon was already waiting for her outside. "Gordon, it's my first time. I'm scared." He came over to help put her hat and mask on. "It's fine. Take it slow. I'll be right next to you." Mayra's only shortcoming was her lack of balance. She took dancing lessons in the past for half a year, and anyone who saw her would assume that she must be talented in that aspect. No one knew that she had changed teachers countless times and tried her best to learn different kinds of dance, but nothing worked. In the end, she gave up. Apart from skiing, there was a hot spring as well. They were given three hours to ski, and once they were done, they could enjoy their dinner at the same spot. Within a blink of an eye, two hours went by. Mayra had barely made it two feet away from her original position, and Gordon had already helped her up countless times. A kid nearby pointed at her and laughed. "Mom, look! That lady there is so stupid. I already learned how to ski, and she's still struggling." The mother immediately carried the child away after apologizing to Mayra. Mayra tossed the ski poles away and gave up. She took off her helmet, revealing her bright eyes. "Damn it. Gordon, he was mocking me. He…" Gordon remained patient. "Try again. We still have time. It's okay even if you don't master it." She sobbed. "I'm exhausted, Gordon." "Let's go back to rest, then. It's getting dark. I'll take you to dinner." "Sure." She then changed the subject and reached her arms out. "I want you to carry me. My feet hurt. I can't walk." "Okay." He bent down and knelt before her. Watching him, Marya wore a dazed look as she recalled something buried deep in her memories. Gordon was mature and elegant in his 30s. Though he was well-respected as an entrepreneur, he remained obedient to her and had once kneeled before her like this as well. At the time, they were hunting in a forest, and Mayra twisted her ankle. "Is this where it hurts?"