Or... he even didn't come in at all?
Natalia scratched her hair and rubbed her face.
The scene in her dream gradually faded away with her brain waking up. Her temples throbbed and she had a headache.
She rubbed her forehead gently with her fingers and then got out of bed.
"Mrs. McCarthy, you are awake!"
Mrs. Dottie just came in and smiled at her.
Natalia forced a smile and said, "I'm late. Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Mr. McCarthy said before he left that you were not feeling well and asked us not to wake you up, and to let you have more rest."
Natalia was stunned.
She looked at Mrs. Dottie, whose face was full of gratification. She asked, "Where did he sleep last night?"
"Mrs. McCarthy, don't you know that? Mr. McCarthy worked too late last night, so he just slept in the study."
Natalia was silent for a moment.
It turned out that he really didn't come back.
An indescribable complex feeling arose in her heart. She didn't know what was going on.
She had thought from the beginning that she should keep her feeling well. No matter what the final goal and end of this marriage were, she couldn't let herself be trapped by it.
But... Why was she a little disappointed now?
Natalia didn't look good. Mrs. Dottie observed her expression and asked cautiously, "Mrs. McCarthy, do you want to have breakfast?"
Natalia came to her senses and shook her head.
"No, I'll go to the company directly."
Perhaps Archie had ordered Brian to ask for a leave for her in advance, so even if Natalia was late, the people in the company were not surprised, as if they had already known it.
When she got to the company, she dealt with the work as usual.
For the whole day, Archie didn't send her a message or call her.
Natalia tried her best to suppress the strange feeling in her heart. She knew that she couldn't ask for too much.
This marriage was not based on love from the very beginning. Whether he had a girlfriend or not, or even had a child, it had nothing to do with her.
So she didn't have to be upset or ask.
Yes, that was it.
Even if she seemed to have a crush on him because of what happened last time, it was just a little.
Maybe it was because of this that God let her know in advance what she shouldn't have known and reminded her of the existence of the truth.
Natalia closed her eyes and scratched her hair in boredom.
At this moment, her phone suddenly rang.
She picked it up with a frown, but when she saw the caller ID, her expression changed.
"Mr. K?"
"It's me."
The voice on the other side of the line was hoarse and full of vicissitudes. He said in a deep voice, "I have found something that you asked me to investigate for you. It's not convenient to tell you on the phone. When are you free? Let's talk about it face to face!"
Natalia's breath tightened.
Her fingers holding the phone were a little pale, and it took her a long time to calm down.
"Okay, send me the address. I'll come to see you this afternoon."
"Okay."
In the afternoon, Natalia got off work ahead of time and went to a cafe as scheduled.
Mr. K was a bald middle-aged man with sunglasses. He had arrived ahead of time and was sitting at a table by the window.
Seeing Natalia, he nodded to her.
Natalia walked over and sat down opposite him.
"What's that? What did you find out?"
She asked straightforwardly as soon as she sat down.
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