In such a narrow space, Hayes Edwards' height was quite imposing.
Grace Winter thought to herself, he seems to have grown taller again; she only reached his neck.
"You're blocking my way."
Hayes' words pulled her thoughts back.
She tightened her grip on the cake box in her hand and silently moved a small step to the side, "Do you want to go out?"
Hayes nodded lazily with a response, "I'm leaving."
"Okay." Grace watched his back as he entered the elevator, and the cake she was holding still wasn't given.
She turned around somewhat disappointed to go home. Just as she took out her key, the elevator door that was about to close opened again.
Hayes's voice came, "I didn't have breakfast."
She turned her head, stunned for a second, then hurriedly ran over, handing out the cake box in her hands, "Cake, I made it myself."
Hayes looked down and commented playfully, "Is it edible?"
