Natalie smiled confidently, tilting her head and pointing to it. "Herbert, I may have been lovesick, but I always knew that my skills were what mattered most. I never gave up on learning."


    "Heh..." Herbert patted her head affectionately. "I know, I know. Look at you, so proud. I have a surgery in twenty minutes."


    Natalie said, "Alright then, I won''t keep you."


    "Mm!" Herbert''s expression soured slightly. "You owe me another dinner. Make sure you make up for it soon."


    "Yes, yes, of course! When I have time, I''ll make up for everything I owe you, hehe..."


    Herughter was full of joy, as if the whole world had be a better ce. Seeing her so happy reassured him. Herugh was like a clear spring, capable of soothing the deepest fatigue and anxiety.


    He smiled brightly as he walked Natalie to the underground parking garage.


    After she left, Herbert took a deep breath. Wayne Sanders had asked him to look after this girl, but she was doing just fine and didn''t need his care at all.


    Natalie drove straight home to work on her designs.


    Once the spring collection was finalized before the new year, she could finally rx and enjoy the holidays.


    Even in winter, the streets of Yaro were bustling.


    The shops were doing brisk business, and there were plenty of people out and about.


    Seeing couples walking arm-in-arm always made her feel a little envious.


    Natalie looked at the bustling streets and smiled. It felt good to be alive.


    If it was a snowy day, you just had to create your own sunshine.


    If you didn''t have happiness or love, then you just had to find happiness in yourself.


    It was okay to not have love.


    It''s okay, Natalie, she told herself. Everything is gradually getting better.


    As long as she stayed out of Sebastian''s orbit and stopped loving him, every day was a sunny day.


    When she got home, the house was empty.


    Sebastian wouldn''t be back until


    Sebastian disliked having strangers in the house, so the cleaning service only came every other day.


    She used to be the one who prepared Sebastian''s clothes. She wasn''t sure who did it for him now.


    But in the few days she''d been living here, she hadn''t seen any personal assistants or secretaries. There was only one possibility, Sean was preparing his clothes for him.


    She tied her hair up in a bun and began cleaning, a good way to burn some calories.


    She had eaten a lot of meat at lunch and felt ufortably full. She needed to do something to work it off.


    She hadn''t been to the third floor yet, and since she didn''t live up there, she didn''t clean it.


    She started with her own room, organizing the closet, and then moved on to the study.


    Sebastian!


    was simple. A


    bet


    bookshelf lined the right wall, a sofa


    sat in the middle, and a desk was ced by the window. >


    The office was sparse, which suited his personality.


    After cleaning the study, she went to clean Sebastian''s room. She pushed open the door.


    Everything inside was still neat and tidy.


    Sebastian was actually quite capable. He didn''t like servants in his room and always tidied up after himself.


    After mopping the floor, she went into the walk-in closet and found a pile of dirty clothes.


    It was what Sebastian hadn''t had time to wash over the past two days.


    "Sigh..." Natalie put her hands on her hips. After a round of cleaning, she was warm and sweating.


    Looking at Sebastian''s pile of dirty clothes, she sighed. Should she wash them for him?


    He didn''t hire a maid, likely because he wanted her to serve him like she used to.