London soaked in cold water for almost an hour to cool himself off. He still could not forget L. His mind returned to the image of how sad the girl looked when she was leaving.
Gosh ... why can't he get rid of L's image from his mind?
After he finished taking a bath and freshened up, he immediately contacted Lyana and tried to get her story of what really happened last night. He wanted to make sure that his bodyguards were innocent.
"Hey ... good morning. How was your sleep last night?" Lyana asked lightly while biting an apple. "You don't have the habit of sleepwalking, do you?"
"Why didn't you wake me up?" asked London trying to hold back his annoyance. "You know it's a strange place for me, you shouldn't have left me alone."
