Hearing what Gwen said, Stefan smiled. "That's great."
If she could forget about her sad past, even if he was not by her side protecting her, he would not worry.
"I think it's great, too." Gwen smiled and led Stefan into the villa. Since no one had stayed for a long time, the entire place was covered in a layer of dust.
Gwen flicked the switch, but the living area was still in darkness.
She furrowed her eyebrows and looked up at the chandelier. "Is it broken?"
"I don't think so."
Stefan placed the things in his hands down, turned around, and headed out. Soon, the lights indoors were turned on.
He returned from outside. "The main switch wasn't on."
Gwen hesitated for a while before chuckling sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I really lack proper life skills."
Her father had cared for and pampered her from a young age. After all, she was also the heiress to Sea City's Larson Group. When she got married to Ben, he treated her well too, because he was after her family fortune.
Then came the moment she divorced Ben and got with Luke, who loved her even more than her own father. He protected her with all of his life. She did not need to do a single thing.
As she had everyone doing things for her from even a young age, she only learned a handful of basic life skills after Luke was gone. However, she would still forget about them sometimes, like the main switch issue at that moment.
"It's fine." Looking at Gwen's helpless smile, Stefan chuckled a little. "As long as I have them."
Then, he scanned the dusty surroundings. "It seems like this place hasn't been inhabited for a long time. I doubt there is any food here, too."
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