Chapter 42: "If She Gets Hurt, You'll Pay with Your Life!"

In the corridor, Ulysses finally answered the phone after a 4-second pause, bringing it to his ear: "Hello, this is Ulysses Boris." A giggly laughter greeted him on the other end, the girl sounding cheerful: "Uly! I'm back so soon, aren't you surprised?" "I miss you. Uncle told me you'd pick me up from the airport today, is that true?" Indirectly hearing Marthas's arrangement for him, he frowned slightly, but his tone didn't betray any negative emotions, remaining as usual, low and cool: "Surprise. The plane lands at five?" "I'm out for dinner, then I'll pick you up and take you home." Although he was speaking, his eyes were fixed on Falkona through the glass door. Seeing her eagerly eyeing the food coming up but not eating, she turned her head towards him, mouthing "I'll wait for you." Her cheeks were rosy, her eyes sparkling, and her spirits high. Ulysses couldn't help but smile at her cute and lively gesture, gesturing towards the items on the table