Zachary was a little surprised. He hadn''t expected Molly to be such a good cook.


    He enjoyed the lunch thoroughly.


    After he finished his meal, he instinctively reached out to clear the dishes. Then, he remembered he no longer had to do these things.


    So, he got up and returned to his room.


    The pair didn''t speak for the rest of the day aside from their brief exchange in the morning.


    At 3:30 pm, a knock sounded at Zachary''s door.


    Zachary was slightly puzzled by it. But, he still called out, "Come in!"


    "Zac... I need to use the bathroom," Molly said as she stepped inside. Her cheeks were flushed, and her slender legs were pressed tightly together.


    "There''s only one bathroom here. Next time, juste in if you need to use the bathroom. There''s no need to knock," he replied with a slightly awkward expression.


    With that, he returned to reviewing his documents.


    A momentter, he heard the door close.


    He sighed in relief, thinking that Molly had left his room. He couldn''t help but feel slightly resigned about everything.


    "Seems like I''ll need to rent a new ce," he thought, frustrated by the situation.


    When he had rented this apartment, he had paid the full year''s rent upfront and signed a lease. If he rented a new ce now, it would mean that he would lose a whole year of rent.


    Back then, he hadn''t thought much about it because he assumed he would be living alone.


    But things were different now that Molly was here. If she continued to stay, she would need to frequentlye into his room to use the bathroom.


    Renting a new ce wasn''t an issue financially for Zachary. However, he had learned to live frugally throughout the five years he spent with Wendy.


    He didn''t want to waste money unless it was absolutely necessary.


    "Zac, is there something wrong?"


    Molly''s voice suddenly came from behind, snapping him out of his thoughts.


    Startled by her voice, he jumped from his chair.


    He turned around and saw her sitting on the edge of his bed. She was looking at him with a concerned expression.


    "W-Why are you in my room?"


    Molly blinked herrge, watery eyes.


    "Zac, I got bored. There''s nothing


    that I Can do, so I thought I''d keep


    you Company," she replied sheepishly.


    Then, she lowered her head nervously and asked, "Did I disturb you?"


    "No. You just startled me, that''s all," he answered. He couldn''t bear to be harsh with her.


    Hearing this, Molly''s face


    brightened. She smiled and said


    "Alright! I''ll be quiet then. Go


    and continue your work.".


    Zachary was left speechless.


    Until now, he had been able to focus on hispany documents. Now, with Molly sitting there, he couldn''t concentrate at all.


    After all, who could stay focused while being watched the entire time?


    As he read through the documents, he would asionally nce back at her from the corner of his eye.


    Every time he turned back, Molly''s gaze remained intently fixed on him.


    Knowing she was sitting there quietly, watching him, made it impossible for him to rx.


    Unable to focus on his work any longer, he decided to put the documents away.


    Turning his chair to face her, he gently asked, "Molly, what do you usually do on the weekends?"


    "I usually work part-time jobs," she replied without hesitation.


    He frowned slightly. "Anything besides that?" he asked again.


    Molly simply shook her head without answering.