Daisy was woken up by the phone before dawn.
"Mom, it's me."
Daisy was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled, because Jacob had never called her mom since he married Bridget, and this was the first time.
She had just woken up, but she was energetic. She said kindly, "Why did you call me at such an early time?"
"Bridget wanted to learn dancing, so I employed her as a private tutor because I was worried that she would be too tired to go to the public dance room ... I don't know why, but she was angry with me and didn't come back all night..."
It seemed that Jacob was very nice to Bridget, which made Daisy feel that it was Bridget who made trouble on purpose.
She didn't come back all night?
Then where did she go?
Daisy did not allow her to separate from her husband not long after they got married.
"Where did she go?" Daisy asked.
"She didn't go back to the Old Residence?" Jacob, who was gloating about his love for her, was surprised.
Then where could she go?
Daisy got up and went to Bridget's room. At this moment, Bridget was sleeping soundly, holding the quilt in her arms and not noticing anyone coming in, who was looking at her with a complaint sight.
Jacob said, "Mom, I have to hang up now. I'll go and find her."
Jacob did worry about her. Bridget followed Mr. Jones to the army in her early years, and she had no friend in W City. Then where could she go if she wasn't at the Old Residence?
He was about to hang up and go out to find her.
"You don't have to." Daisy held the phone. "She's sleeping here. Don't worry. I'll send her back."
He stopped and sighed with relief, "Thank you, mom. I won't make her angry again." He said with a smile.
His apology made Daisy's guilt deeper. "It's Bridget's fault, not yours. You wait at home, and I'll let her go back."
Hanging up the phone, Daisy stood in front of Bridget's bed. When did she come back?
"Bridget!" Daisy called.
Bridget had a dream. She was in the African savannah and was chased by a ferocious lion. She ran as fast as she could in panic, but suddenly, the lion roared. She was so scared that she sat up from the bed with sweat on her head. Why was the unfriendly look in front of her so similar to the lion who was going to eat her?
Had she awakened?
She rubbed her eyes and saw who was that. Instinctively, she sat back and said, "Mom, why did you get up so early?"
"When did you come back?" Daisy asked angrily.
She blinked. "Last night, Jacob the psycho..."
"You want to learn dancing, don't you?" Daisy interrupted her.
Bridget felt that her mother was strange, and she was somehow afraid of that.
"Bridget, I'm asking you!"
Bridget took a deep breath and suddenly remembered that Arya slept together with her here last night. She quickly turned around and tried to find someone for help. However, there was no one on the bed. She was in a daze. "Where's my sister-in-law?"
"Answer my question!"
Bridget paused for a second and nodded. "Yes."
"Jacob was afraid that you would be tired in the dance room and hire a private teacher for you, but you were angry with him and ran back. Do you think it's right? What will he think of you? You're not a child anymore. How can you be so willful?"
Jacob had told Daisy about the situation in advance and kept saying that it was all his fault. However, he was hinting that Bridget was the one who made trouble.
With preconceived thinking, Daisy felt that Bridget was the wrongdoer.
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