Dominic Hartnell didn't immediately provide a definitive answer. He asked several detailed questions, such as the size of the house, the structure type, and the floor height. Vivienne Zanetti patiently answered these questions in great detail and seemed quite content. However, even after all the questions were asked, Dominic Hartnell still didn't give a precise answer. He mentioned that he needed to find someone to confirm the details. Not receiving an immediate response, Vivienne Zanetti felt a little disappointed, but she wasn't angry. She even left her phone number for Dominic Hartnell, asking him to contact her once he confirmed everything. Dominic Hartnell gladly agreed. With that, this matter naturally came to a temporary conclusion.My mom and Vivienne Zanetti returned to the kitchen to continue making risotto, while my dad, Dominic Hartnell, and Vivienne Zanetti's husband started chatting about other topics. I don't know if it was the right topic for Vivienne Zanetti's husband, but compared to before, he seemed more talkative now. The three of them had a pleasant conversation. And I sat there as a guest, occasionally interjecting a word or two. When it was time to eat lunch, Vivienne Zanetti was consistently in a good mood. She enthusiastically helped Dominic Hartnell serve the dishes several times. I was happy to see this. Even though the house was a factor, I could see from Vivienne Zanetti's expressions that she genuinely cared about Dominic Hartnell and considered him part of our family. After finishing the risotto, Vivienne Zanetti and her husband sat for a while before preparing to leave.They only took two days off and had to return today because they had to work tomorrow. Before leaving, Vivienne Zanetti reminded Dominic Hartnell again to contact her as soon as he had any news. Dominic Hartnell eagerly agreed. Finally, my mom and dad accompanied Vivienne Zanetti and her husband outside to see them off and help them get a ride. After they all left, Dominic Hartnell and I had nothing to do. So I simply took him back to the room to take a nap. The weather was hot, and if I didn't take a nap at noon, I would feel sluggish for the rest of the day. After a refreshing nap, I felt incredibly comfortable all over my body. However, it seemed that Dominic Hartnell didn't sleep for too long. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw him tinkering with his tablet computer. "Honey, didn't you sleep? Are you busy with work?" I stretched and lazily approached him. Dominic Hartnell paused his actions and turned his head to give me a kiss on the cheek. He replied, "Hmm, there's something I need to take care of. Did you sleep well?" I smiled and nodded, "I slept well. You go ahead and take care of your business. I'll go grab some fruit. Do you want me to bring some for you?" Dominic Hartnell squeezed my hand and said, "I've already washed the strawberries. They're in the living room. Help yourself, don't worry about me. I'll come and join you once I'm done." Hearing his words, I couldn't help but feel happy. Being pampered and cherished like this anytime, anywhere felt absolutely wonderful. To express my joy, I planted a kiss on Dominic Hartnell's face. Then, I leisurely made my way to the living room, supporting my waist, and enjoyed my afternoon fruit. Speaking of which, strawberries are truly one of my favorite fruits. And when it comes to desserts or drinks, as long as there are strawberries, they are always my first choice. I remember the first time Dominic Hartnell bought strawberries for me to eat, I was overjoyed. Because I had never told him that I liked strawberries, but he accidentally bought them himself. It was a perfect example of telepathy. So, to express my love for strawberries to him, I told him that strawberries are my true love, without a doubt. But I didn't expect that just because of this statement, Dominic Hartnell would actually get jealous and interrogate me about what true love really means. That was the first time I experienced Dominic Hartnell's jealousy, and it was extreme. No one else would compete with a strawberry like he did. I had to coax him for a long time, apologize, and sincerely express my feelings before I could calm him down. Now, eating these juicy and sweet strawberries, I couldn't help but recall that scene and couldn't help but smile. But my mood was also beautiful and sweet. After finishing the strawberries, I started to feel a bit bored and casually turned on the TV. When I got up, Dominic Hartnell had already informed me that my parents had gone out, so now it was just the two of us at home. It was quite a coincidence that when I turned on the TV, a long-running variety show was playing, and the guest being interviewed was Nicholas Scott. It was a rerun of the show, and it seemed to be nearing its end. Watching Nicholas Scott answering questions on the TV, I let out a silent sigh. Now we can't be friends and we no longer keep in touch, so I can only silently become his fan. Regardless of public or private matters, I just hope Nicholas Scott can be well. After finishing the last few minutes of the interview, I changed the channel when the show ended. This time, Dominic Hartnell and I stayed in Dellmoor for over a week. During this period, my dad had already chosen a four-bedroom, two-living-room house with a large balcony in Jinxin Yazu, and the money had been paid, and all the necessary procedures had been completed. Even the design company had been chosen, and the decoration style had been decided. We were just waiting for the design drafts to start preparing for the renovation. Dominic Hartnell had already replied to Vivienne Zanetti, but I didn't ask for the details. Anyway, he wouldn't deceive them. If it weren't for the fact that I had to attend the dinner organized by James Dalton the next day, I would have wanted to play at home for a few more days. Mainly because I had already made plans with James Dalton, and I really wanted to know which two artists would play the leading roles in "Just Want to Stay with You," which was our story, Dominic Hartnell's and mine. It was strange that James Dalton insisted on keeping it a mystery. Neither the male lead nor the female lead showed up at the daytime press conference. I asked Dominic Hartnell to call James Dalton, but he refused to say anything, keeping it extremely mysterious. He only mentioned that the two leads would attend the dinner. It frustrated me so much that I wanted to drag him out of my phone and take a bite out of him. Because of this, I urged Dominic Hartnell to take me to the venue early, just to uncover the mystery sooner. But I forgot that important characters often make a grand entrance. So even though we arrived early, we still had to wait until the last moment to finally see the two leads appear. However, once the mystery surrounding the two main characters was unveiled, I was utterly astonished.