Chapter 211

Husky was a lively and neurotic breed, with a penchant for destruction as its default mode. In stark contrast stood Luke, mature and composed, rarely cracking a smile. He had one hand casually tucked in his pocket, the other holding the leash. Standing over 6 feet tall, Luke's shadow stretched long under the warm glow of the courtyard lights.

The villa had a garden-style architectural design, boasting beautifully crafted features such as colonnades, intricate carvings, and refined craftsmanship. Luke's mere presence in the villa created an atmosphere, as if he were part of the scenery. It was unclear whether he complemented the surroundings or if they enhanced him.

The Husky sniffed aimlessly in the nearby grass. It barked once and raised its head alertly at the sound of a noise. Luke followed suit, lifting his gaze.

During my hospital stay, I had only communicated with Luke about work matters via phone and email, never meeting in person. After not seeing each other for so long, a s