William Shaw had prepared a torrent of anger to unleash on Amelia, but seeing her timid and frightened demeanor, he... just let it go.
He really had no way to deal with her.
He thought to himself.
When would the phenomenon of his mood lifting at the sight of Amelia's change?
"Alright, don't do it again next time. Check the alarm carefully before going to sleep, and... don't stay up so late," William Shaw instructed.
Amelia wanted to explain, but felt that any explanation would be superfluous.
She harbored doubts in her heart, which stayed with her until she returned home in the evening.
John Coleman had come home earlier than she did, lying on the sofa watching a soap opera.
Amelia glanced at the dining room, where the table was empty.
Fortunately, she had already eaten out that evening, and it was rare for John Coleman not to have called her all day.
When he saw her, he was cold, seemingly not keen on greeting her.
