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Valencia did not immediately answer Asher's question. She seemed to be thinking about what steps to take in the future. Her eyes, which she tried to avert, also could not continue to avoid Asher and finally looked at Asher's two beads with a firm gaze.

"Hmm... I have to go back to Stanford to prove everything is true. I can't keep running away from reality." Valencia spoke in a flat tone even though her gaze was firm. It took time for Valencia to believe Asher's words.

A warm peck landed on Valencia's forehead, and a smile Asher gave to his beloved wife, who was currently feeling turmoil in her heart. "Never mind. For now, don't overthink this. Leave everything to me, dear. Look at your face already very messy. It's a good thing you didn't cry. Otherwise, your makeup would have smeared, and you'd probably look even more like the white-robed ghost in Broughton."

"Your jokes aren't funny, Asher. And another thing, you don't look at all fit to be a comedian. So keep your dime jokes to y