It was already 11 o'clock at night. After four long hours, Sharon finally finished her apology letter.
Throwing the pen back into the pen holder, Sharon rubbed her aching wrist. She stretched her body and got up, heading to the room beside hers with her apology letter in hand.
Usually, at this time, Leonard would not have gone to bed yet.
Sharon, forgetting to knock, as usual, pushed the door open and walked in. "Master Leonard—Huh?"
Sharon realized that Leonard was not in his room when she walked in.
"Could he be in the study room?" she wondered.
At that, Sharon turned around, about to head for the study room.
Just about to leave, she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
"Oh, Master Leonard must be showering." she realized.
Sharon threw the bathroom a
