Chapter 6

Livia, exhausted from a day of hard work, finally returned home and began tidying up her belongings. She is decluttering, but not with her own belongings, but with those she brought for George because he did not want to bring them into his home.

Livia was aware of the reason behind it: her style was outdated and couldn’t keep up with the current trends. Her parents, the ones who had raised her, were no longer present. Living alone makes her susceptible to being easily fooled by others.

A chuckle escaped her lips as she caught sight of two boxes containing George’s belongings neatly tucked away inside a larger box. Trembling, she casts a glance at herself before swiftly discarding the boxes outside her apartment. The trash will be collected by a garbage collector.

“I am old-fashioned, huh?” She couldn’t help but sarcastically remark to herself about what George had told her.

“Just wait until Monday when you lay eyes on me. I will laugh in your face,” she says, despite the fact that the