Dorothy slept in the guest room last night and had a good night’s rest.
It wasn’t until the next morning’s mealtime that she saw Dwayne at the table, looking like he hadn’t slept well, a rare hint of fatigue showing on his fair and handsome face.
Emma brought breakfast, expecting Dorothy to take it from her as she usually did, but when she saw her indifferent reaction, she was also taken aback.
Seem to have sensed the subtle relationship between the two.
Did we have a fight?
Dwayne buttoned his cuff, his gaze fixed on the breakfast on the table, and suddenly he remembered how she used to wake up early to make breakfast for him whenever he stayed at Heavenwood Apartments.
But now it seems…
She got up later than him.
He picked up the knife and fork slowly, watching her eat by herself as if he didn’t exist, his thin lips pursed tightly, feeling a little annoyed, and then put down the utensils.
“Mr. Lambert, was breakfast not to your liking?”
Emma was a little worried.
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