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Lola's tearful red eyes and cold hands did not evoke Caesar's empathy. The heartless man who could not understand Lola picked her up from the rose bushes.

Her feet were covered with wet, muddy soil, and there were traces of scratches from the roses on her calves. The marks were few and fortunately, they did not bleed, just faintly tinged with red.

Like a fallen flower, the scent of jasmine on her had faded to the point where it was almost unnoticeable. After a night soaked in dew, Caesar brought the lonely, muddy, and rose-scented creature back to his bedroom.

This was the first time in three months that Lola had entered his bedroom. Since the first night when she had come, Caesar had forbidden her from entering his room.

Lola hugged Caesar's neck, and sat on his leg, shivering, and sneezing nonstop. The tip of her nose was red, it was unclear whether it was due to the cold wind or from crying for too long.

Lowering her eyes, Lola silently stared at the layout of the room. Caesar's be