I felt like burying my head in the ground.

What was she saying? Wasn't that too blunt of a question? It made me blush hard.

Fortunately, others hadn't arrived yet, or it would've been so embarrassing.

"Oh!" Ivy teasingly said with a playful smile, "I see. Luna, were you going to see Mr. White? Well, that's understandable. I'd keep an eye on a handsome guy like him too, or he might get snatched away by someone else.

"Luna, don't you know? Mr. White is quite famous in our school. Many young women are secretly admiring him. By the way, weren't you going to check on him? Hurry up!

"But then, you don't really check on him often enough. If it were me, I'd keep a close watch by checking on him every hour."

Ivy's words were straightforward, making me unable to keep up my facade. Was I that obvious? It was a bit embarrassing.

Check on him every hour? If I did that, I wouldn't have time for anything else! I would only be running back and forth on campus every day. After all, it took around 20 minutes just to go to Colin's office. After being teased by Ivy, the idea of going there deflated.

I had to keep myself in check a little. I couldn't be this unstable and impulsive.

So what if that person really was Colin? He must have his reasons. I trust that he wouldn't lie to me.

Although I kept telling myself that, the desire to know the truth was dominating me. It made me want to see him immediately and replace out about everything.

I was hesitating whether I should go to him when his video call finally came in, albeit a little late.

Looking at his name on the screen, I hesitated to answer.

"Luna, pick it up. It's Mr. White." Ivy nudged me. I answered the call when he called again after the first one went unanswered.

Colin's voice was as deep and affectionate as ever. It was really pleasant to the ear.

He said he had a social engagement tonight and would be back very late, so I shouldn't wait for him and should go to bed early. He also said that he had looked at a few houses, which were not bad. He would take me to see each one when he was free. He wanted me to choose my favorite.

After talking for about five minutes, he didn't mention anything about the supermarket, but the clothes he was wearing and the person I saw at the supermarket matched.

I became more uneasy as I didn't know whether I should ask about it or not.

Sometimes, I really hated my reserved and hesitant personality. I had always had trouble when it came to taking action. Especially when it was related to emotional issues, I would unconsciously want to withdraw myself. I felt helpless.

Colin noticed the difference in my attitude. He stopped talking and asked me instead, "You seem unhappy. What's the matter? Are you having trouble with your painting?"

His eyebrows furrowed slightly. His probing gaze was staring into my eyes directly, as if he wanted to see into my heart and know what I was thinking.

Suddenly, I seemed to understand everything. He was my boyfriend, so I should just ask him directly. This was what we agreed upon. Why bother keeping it to myself and overthinking things?

Many books said that misunderstanding and emotional baggage were the two main killers of love, and lack of communication was the start of everything.

That year at Lincoln University, when I sent him the love letter from Jasmine, Colin ignored me for several days. It left me clueless about what I had done wrong.

Later, we had an agreement that no matter what thoughts or problems arose, we should talk to each other face-to-face and replace the solution together.

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