That kind of sadness, as if someone took away the most important piece of her heart, indescribably stifling pain unbearable.
Ian noticed that her face didn't look right and said with concern, "Kiera, are you okay?"
Kiera shook her head, her voice soft, "Ian, I'm tired too, help me back to rest too."
Ian nodded his head.
Seeing this, Mr. Robinson hastily took the jade pendant up from the table and handed it to her, smiling, "Then you will go back to the manor and have a good rest, and as for other matters, we will talk about them later."
Ian nodded, which helped Kiera to leave.
...
Archie worked late at the office today, had a day of meetings, and by the time he got home, it was nine o'clock at night.
The children have school tomorrow and are naturally asleep at this time.
When he entered the house and changed his shoes, he was surprised not to see Natalia in the living room, only Mrs. Dottie was there to clean up something.
Can't help but be a little surprised.
After all, whenever he worked late in the past, Natalia would always wait in the living room until he returned and then go back to her room to rest together.
Where are you going today?
Wistfully, he walked over and asked Mrs. Dottie, while tugging at the tie around his neck, "Where's Mrs. McCarthy?"
Mrs. Dottie straightened up and replied, "It's upstairs in the room."
Said, and a slight beat, some hesitation said: "Mrs. McCarthy today seems to be in a bad mood, from this afternoon back, has been locked in his room, not even out of the door, and did not eat dinner, sir, you quickly go up to see."
Archie frowned, "Didn't even eat dinner?"
"Yes, we dare not disturb, even Miss Anne and the young master she did not see it, and do not know what happened."
Archie nodded, "I got it."
He lifted his steps upstairs and walked to the bedroom door, and sure enough, he saw that the door was closed.
He pushed the door and found it unlocked. He had no choice but to knock on the door.
"Natalia, open the door, it's me."
However, there was no sound at all inside.
Archie's frown deepened, knocked twice more, still no movement, face could not help but sink, turned his head right in the hallway, instructed Mrs. Dottie to bring the key to the bedroom door.
Mrs. Dottie quickly found the key and came over to hand it to him.
Archie waved her off, then used the key to unlock the door.
The bedroom was dark.
The house was so quiet that even a pin dropped on the floor could be heard, no lights were on and no one could be seen.
Archie frowned and raised his hand to turn on a chandelier, the dim light "pop" illuminated, he then saw the figure sitting on the sofa.
"What are you doing here?"
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