The next day Irene woke up from the sour ot her neck and shoulders. She fell asleep leaning on the headboard last night.
She rubbed her shoulders, and the scenes of last night flashed in her mind. She looked at the pillow beside her. He really had not come back.
Irene lifted the quilt and slowly walked into the bathroom.
Before Irene had finished washing up and went the downstairs, the servants had already prepared breakfast. Irene sat down and looked at the empty place opposite her. She sighed and finally put the spoon back in her bowl.
"Knock-knock." The servant standing next to her was shocked.
The maid was a newcomer, only in her twenties. When she saw Irene throw the spoon back into the bowl, she could not help but look at the other maid. She said gently, "Madam... If you are not
