Albie turned around to come to his desk, leaving a long shadow on the floor. He picked up the document and glanced at the first page, then closed it again calmly and put it away naturally.
"It's no big deal. Don't waste my time."
Albie went past the desk, sat down on his leather chair and crossed his arms on the desk, "I've told you to look into it. Anything now?"
Cory thought of it and bowed slightly, "I've checked that no one lives in the house now. But it isn't for sale or rent. Its owner has moved." He paused and added, "And, Mr. Doyle, the number you gave me was out of service years ago."
Albie frowned and didn't know what to say for the time. He went to several cake shops last night and finally got the chocolate hazelnut cake, and it wasn't too late at night.
He'd thought a lot before he returned to the house, like what he was gonna say when they met and where he'd been these years, as well as how he was gonna make her forgive him. But when he arrived there, he found no one in that empty house, where there used to be a big family.
The house was covered in darkness, quiet and desolate. Albie slipped his fingers into the crack of the iron door and not surprisingly, he found a key. But it had been years and the key was rusted. He unlocked the door and went in. The yard was an abandoned wasteland. The trees and flowers withered and everything in there was lifeless.
The key of the house was covered under the mat of the gate. Albie opened the door and turned on the lights in the living room. The furniture were covered with cloth and they were heavily dusted. Clearly, the owner had been away for some time.
Albie put down the cake on the tea table. He thought he'd see her when he came back. However, he could see nothing but an empty house. For the time being, he was a little down and lost. A moment later, he took out his phone and dialed the number which he had engraved in mind.
"Sorry, the number you dial is out of service. Please try again later..." The phone notification tone was feelingless, which had stung him.
Albie came back to earth, rubbed his forehead and said peacefully, "Keep digging."
"Yes, Mr Doyle."
Cory saw Albie's unhappy face and added, "I've told the doorman to contact with me if he sees the house owner."
"OK. Leave now."
Cory nodded and turned to leave the office.
Albie looked up. His deep and dark eyes were filled with gloominess, anxiety and despair, looking like he was gonna have a outburst any time.
"Aurora, where have you been?" he kept thinking.
Aurora came home early after work and began packing happily. She'd also given a thought on the climate in Sisland. It was very dry and she might need more cream and facial masks.
Sion came back from work and saw her unpacked suitcase in the living room. He put on a straight face and strode over without changing his shoes. Besides her clothes, he could also find Aurora's daily necessities inside. Was she leaving?
Sion went back to put on his slippers and couldn't help thinking of the fact that they were getting a divorce very soon. His eyes were blazing with anger and he couldn't look worse. They were still married. She just couldn't wait to leave?
The door of the master bedroom was open. Sion peered into it and went straight in. Aurora was packing the wash supplies and talking with Elle on speaker.
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