Jeanne Stays, and Fourth Master Swan Confesses

"I thought that you wouldn't suffer from insomnia like me, Ms. Lawrence." Edward picked up a dry towel at the side and dried his slightly long hair.

Edward's hair was usually slicked back.

It looked very imposing.

Once it was wet, his hair would naturally fall on his forehead. It looked less aggressive, but he seemed to be more handsome.

Jeanne's eyes turned slightly.

Edward did not wait for Jeanne's reply.

He walked toward the hall by himself.

Jeanne watched him leave.

She had a feeling that she could not understand this man.

She would never know what his point was.

She would never know why he made her stay for a week.

Was it to... spend a few more days with George?!

After all, Fourth Master Swan had spent all his energy on George these few days even though it was a little... 'brutal'.

Jeanne's heart moved.

There were some things that they would never talk about even if they knew very well.