After one week of composing herself, Fae remained feeling uneasy. She was worried about Ren's condition. She knew that Ren had serious insomnia before he met her. How had her husband slept during this week? Was he okay?
"Madam. Are you still feeling unwell?" asked Linda, approaching Fae in her room. The girl looked weak because she was not feeling well and had been sleep-deprived in the past week.
Fae shook her head. "I am alright."
"You have been looking sick for a week. Should we call Doctor Lehmann?" Linda asked again. She handed Fae a cup of tea. "They said this tea is food for stamina."
"Thank you, Linda. I'm all right. No need to call a doctor," said Fae again. She accepted tea from Linda and took a slow sip. She then turned to the housekeeper and asked her, "Linda, you said you had known my husband since he was a child. Do you know which other properties he has and where he might have gone?"
