Aurelia Shaw looked up and saw a tall man standing in front of her, his deep yellow eyes watching her with a smile of anticipation, bold yet cautious.

Aurelia already knew that petite Oriental women have always been popular in M Nation.

She smiled slightly and was about to decline when a figure suddenly stepped in front of her, speaking with a strong M Nation accent, "Sorry, she’s not accepting gentleman’s advances."

The man glanced up and down at Caspian Parker, shook his head in disappointment, and walked away.

Clearly, he mistook Caspian Parker for her boyfriend and felt he couldn’t compare.

In this regard, men from M Nation are indeed more straightforward.

Aurelia chuckled helplessly, "Brother, why are you so serious? You know I’m always this popular, I can refuse by myself."

Why make the other party feel embarrassed?

It’s rare to see her brother get angry.

Caspian Parker glanced at her, sighed helplessly, and tousled her hair, "You should be more mindful, why talk to such men."

Aurelia was stunned for a moment, then glanced teasingly at Caspian Parker, "Are you jealous? Haha, my brother is so cute, worried that your little sister might be taken away by a wild boar?"

"That’s right, a wild boar did try to take her away!" Caspian Parker retorted indignantly, then looked at Aurelia with a thought.

Aurelia’s expression stiffened for a moment, but quickly returned to normal, laughing heartily, "Haha... If Mason Nightshade knew you compared him to a pig, he’d definitely be furious."

Caspian Parker looked at Aurelia with worry, pretending not to notice her slightly reddened eyes.

After buying personal items and checking out, Caspian suggested dining outside, but Aurelia said she was tired, so they went straight home.

"You go upstairs and rest for a while, I’ll prepare dinner and call you when it’s ready." Caspian carried large bags into the kitchen.

Aurelia offered to help him carry some things, but he declined.

"Brother, why don’t I help you? You’ve seen my cooking skills before." Aurelia rolled up her sleeves.

Before she could step into the kitchen, Caspian pushed her away, "Your amateur cooking skills, don’t show off. Shoo shoo, out you go. Is the kitchen your place? You little destroyer, don’t come disrupt my cooking. Go rest in the bedroom and come down to eat later."

"Alright then." Feeling rejected, Aurelia trudged back to her room.

...

Aurelia lay exhausted on the bed, too tired to move a finger, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a while, she got up again, searching for the delicate ring deep in the drawer.

She caressed the ring, looking at it for a long time, wanting to try it on a few times but eventually giving up the idea.

Tomorrow, she’d send the ring back.

Perhaps they really should sever ties; if they continue like this, even if they love each other, it will only turn into mutual suspicion. She’s already tired, too tired to continue struggling, too tired to worry about whether he truly loves her or has other motives.

An hour later, Caspian knocked on the door to invite her to dinner.

Seeing her lying on the bed like that, a pang of pity rose in Caspian’s heart, "If you’re too tired, rest a bit. I’ll keep the dishes warm for you, eat whenever you wake up."

"I’m fine." Aurelia got up from the bed with a smile, "I flew for hours just to meet you in M Nation, brother, you wouldn’t be so mean as to deny me a meal, would you?"