The next day was Wednesday, September 30th.
When Jean woke up that morning, he automatically reached out to the other side of the bed for the warmth of her body. But his hands only reached for empty air. He turned and opened his eyes a little. Jean sighed when he saw the empty bed. He immediately got up and washed his face before going downstairs.
But unfortunately, the figure of his wife was nowhere to be found. He entered the kitchen and saw Sister Mei who was preparing breakfast.
"Ah, good morning, young master!" Greeted Sister Mei with a big smile as usual, "Have a seat, I will prepare your breakfast soon!"
The man sat obediently at the dining table, "Where's Lilia?" Jean couldn't stop himself from asking.
Sister Mei's hand, who was scooping soup from the pot, stopped for a moment. But the woman immediately continued her activities, saying, "Oh, Madame has been leaving since earlier, around seven o'clock!"
