This time, I decided to be direct. "I think you have misunderstood. I'm not targeting you. But as a married man, I'm very careful about avoiding any situation where people might think I'm trying to cling to your wealthy family."
Her aunt had told me a lot before, and I'd kept it all in mind.
The issues between Lyra and me were always there, and as for Lucy, there was no chance at all.
Besides, I simply didn't like Lucy.
Lucy had always lacked boundaries. Even at an event like this, she shamelessly grabbed my arm and pulled me to her side. "You've been staring at those clay figures for a while. Do you like them? If you do, I can buy them for you," she offered.
I refused.
Though I'd love to collect works made by my parents in the past, I was even more unwilling to get involved with Luc
