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I was speechless. I didn't think he would pay attention to me so meticulously. He even knew how many mouthfuls I had eaten and how many dishes I had eaten.

However, my longing for his gaze was already a thing of the past.

I didn't want to drink the soup, so I didn't say it directly. "My complexion isn't good. It's probably because I've been cooped up in my room for so long