Tyrone opened his eyes and gasped when he found the same face still staring at her.
The clothes had changed and so did the room. But he was sure it was this woman in his dream.
He took a step back and stood up at once when Cassey blinked. Tyrone looked disoriented as if he had seen a ghost.
"Did something happen, my lord?" she asked in a worry when he shook his head but stared at the room again.
"I think I need to leave." Before she could nod or bow her head, he already sprinted away from the room.
Confused, Cassey looked at her daughter only to see her scoffing.
"Penny, you should not insult your father." Cassey chided when the girl shifted her glance to Cassey and nodded.
"Yes, I have to blame you for playing so badly that he ran away."
"...." Cassey's eyes widened and her jaw hit the ground.
Since when her daughter was so rude and mean to others?
