Ivy nodded. "If we were together, you would have to come with me to Aryadelle."

Lucas shook his head.

"Don't reject me now. My family isn't that difficult to get along with. They are very nice and are very respectful of my wishes. They wouldn't have allowed me to come here to see you if they didn't respect me."

Lucas nodded. "It's great to see that you are doing well, but I won't leave this country."

This place was his home; his mother was still here, so he would never leave. In truth, his attachment to this land was not as deep as others' love for their countries, but even so, he was unwilling to leave his country for a woman.

Lucas had always been a prideful man, and even if Ivy's family was wealthy, he could not possibly trade his dignity for money.

"Let's not talk about this for now. After being apart for so long, let's just treat each other as friends!" Ivy was extremely optimistic, and her smile was radiant and bright.

Lucas nodded in agreement.

Ivy leaned closer