Noella POV
I found myself on the empty bed, wrapped like a pie with the duvet. I rolled sideways, letting out a groan with my bleak vision scanning the room. There was no one in sight. I gradually sat upright, dragging the duvet up to my chest.
"Where is he?" I muttered with a hoarse, low voice, looking around.
I could hear chatter and loud, noisy sounds coming from the construction site. I can't believe I slept like a pig in his chamber, looking so horrible that I wonder what he saw me as.
On hearing the creak sound that was made by the door, I immediately pulled out his big shirt lying on the bed and put it on. His shirt was twice my size, and judging by the look on the servant's face, I look like a young adult who crashed into a stranger's house for the first time, got laid on over
