A Calculated Excuse

Weston shot another reluctant look at the mansion gate. It was firmly closed, and Valerie had already gone inside after shutting the front door too. They had indeed been cruelly left outside, along with the breakfast he had brought.

He looked at Dominic beside him, who seemed healthier compared to yesterday. “Is your fever gone?”

To be honest, I was really a bit unsure about Valerie after hanging