Chapter 270

Grace clapped her hands. "All done! Darling, are you satisfied?" Oliver had been leaning against the doorframe while watching her pack his things. He was quite pleased. "Have you packed for someone before? You seem very skilled," he asked. Wary of any misunderstandings, Grace explained, "I saw my mom organize the suitcase for my dad. Over time, I picked up how to do it." He was satisfied. She was the first person he would ever let to sort his luggage for him. "Darling, you're my first love," she said, adding a touch of sentiment. He was even more pleased. "Am I?" The sly Grace began to fish for information. "Even if you have someone you're secretly in love with, it still counts as a first love." He remarked, "Silly." As a man nearing 30, he found it hard to admit that she was his first love. He didn't respond to her directly and turned to leave the closet. She followed him. "To be fair, you should tell me too." He replied, "Can't you tell how I feel about you?" She certain