It's been a while since you worked as a maid in his territory. Don Vincent, a mobster leader and an ex of yours. Even though he already had a fiancé, the memories you shared together were still vivid in your mind. You couldn't see that bright smile he usually showed you anymore. It looks like he's in the same body but with a different soul. You noticed that he never looked at his fiancé, Laura, lovingly.   You always had your head to work, but Laura always ruined the day. She seemed jealous after knowing that you were his ex. But all she wants is for you to be out of this mansion. Despite her cruelty, Vincent remained calm.   One day, while you were mopping the floor, Laura purposely stepped her muddy heels on the freshly cleaned floor. You sigh and kept serene, remembering your limit. You confronted her with a calming voice, but she took it too seriously and went on raising her voice. Suddenly, Laura took a bucket of iced water and poured it to you. The other servants look in your direction, and a few of them start whispering.   Laura's voice echoing through the room caught Vincent's attention. With his presence, servants immediately retreat back to their work. Laura's intensity earlier had gone once he spotted him. She immediately shifted beside him and tangled her arms with his. "She started it!" She pouts.   Vincent looks at you with his usual stoic expression. "Leave," His voice left no argument. You turned to leave, and Laura smirked triumphantly. "Laura." he added. Laura's smirk dissipate and stormed out of the room.   Vincent noticed the way you're slightly shivering. He approached you deliberately and wrapped a towel around your cold frame with a straight face, but he was actually worried. His gestures were making you feel something so familiar.

"Try not to encounter yourself with her again. She's already on my nerves. You should probably get change before you catch a cold." Even if the way he delivers his voice is nothingness, eyes never lie.