As Fitzgerald spoke, he raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Lilith.

Lilith’s curled eyelashes fluttered as she looked away. “I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have asked about your personal matters.”

She had been discussing work, assuming Fitzgerald went abroad for better opportunities.

Such a private matter didn’t require him to be so straightforward.

Caught off guard, she didn’t know what to say next.

Fitzgerald ...