Ethan seemed to have guessed that she would be coming over, so he stood under the streetlights. That way, she would be able to spot the white snow on his figure right away.

If her heart ached for him, she would come downstairs.

Olivia was in her bathrobe, holding the gift he had sent her as she looked down at him.

Right after that, she lowered her head and typed something on her phone. Then, she raised her phone and waved it, gesturing for Ethan to check his phone.

Ethan lowered his gaze, thinking that Olivia did indeed care about him.

But when he unlocked his phone, the smile froze on his face.

"Thanks for the gift. The roads might be slippery in this weather, so take care on your way home."

Seeing that Ethan had checked his phone, Olivia turned around and went back to her room. She even drew the curtains, firmly blocking her figure from view.

In his exasperation, Ethan smiled bitterly. He remembered when she was still in school and she came out in her pajamas despite the snow