Chapter 9
Jessica sucked, but she stopped talking. Sooner or later, both Samael’s money and the title of his wife were going to be hers. Nevertheless, she knew she could rush the matter, so she had to put up with it for now
It had been a while since Samuel last came home during the day. As he stood outside the familiar villa, he felt a long–unfelt sense of novelty and unfamiliarity Perhaps this was why people often said absence made the heart grow fonder.
“Emmy, l’in back,” Samuel called out as he stepped briskly past the garden and into the living room. The garden was neat and well–kept. Everything inside the house remained the same as well, with not a speck of dust to be found anywhere. All of these things reflected on the owner’s taste and personality
And these were all attributed to Emily’s efforts.
Samuel wanted to hold her and acknowledge her hard work, but there was no sight of her anywhere. At last, he asked the household staff, “Where’s Emily? Has she gone out?”
She was usually home at this hour of the day.
The household staff exchanged glances, but no one knew where she was. “We don’t know. We haven’t seen her since this morning.”
Samuel was a little displeased. “Do you not even know if she had breakfast yet?”
No one could answer his question. Deep down inside, they were all scoffing at him as well. Shouldn’t he, her husband, be the one who knew best where she was? Why was he asking them?
Sensing the awkwardness in the air, Samuel extracted himself from the situation by saying, “Oh, forget it. It’s pointless to ask you guys. I’ll look for her
myself.”
He assumed she was sleeping in out of boredom, the way she used to back when they were still studying. Thus, he padded lightly up to the bedroom, but it was empty as well.
The curtains were drawn, and the windows were open. The sunlight filled the room, making it warm and cozy, but Emily, who was supposed to be here, was missing.
Emily was nowhere to be found.
Samuel instinctively looked around the room. Eventually, he spotted a sealed envelope beneath a box on the dressing table. The envelope contained
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