In the chateau, Jason wanted to play bridge, but no one played with him. Todd had been out of his mind ever since he arrived at the resort. He left Fifi behind on his way back to the chateau; apparently, he was not in the right state of mind.
Fifi was brought by Todd, in the eyes of Jason and Stuart, she still could not compare to a pet of Todd's, and now he was in a bad mood, she could not even grasp the thought that Todd wasn't happy.
As for Stuart, it soon got dark, and he stared at his phone as if waiting for something. Jason patted Todd on the back, "Todd, don't you like playing bridge? The last time you said you had to win, come on, brother, let's do it, okay?"
Todd moved his hand away, "No."
"Come on?"
"No."
"Snooker?"
"No."
"Todd, you're not usually like this. You're the type a person who doesn't waste time. Todd didn't respond when he heard his friend's words. He waved, and he stared with empty, blank eyes. His mind was elsewhere.
