“Don’t worry,” Natasha said with a relaxed smile. “I’ve been keeping a low profile lately and rarely show my face. I’ve already sent people to handle the company matters.”
“That’s good,” Dustin replied, nodding.
A few days after Kennedy’s departure, Dustin’s life gradually returned to its former rhythm.
Natasha began visiting the villa more frequently. Unlike before, when work constantly pressed in on her, she now deliberately set aside time to enjoy a simple, ordinary life with Dustin.
That weekend, she arrived early in the morning, carrying several large bags.
“The weather’s perfect today,” Natasha said brightly, her eyes full of anticipation. “Let’s go on a picnic! I had the chef prepare bento boxes, plus fruit and desserts.”
Dustin glanced at the sunlit courtyard and nodded. “Alright. Where to?”