By the time I got up the next day, no one had been around me.
I touched the bed and found that it had been cold early, which meant that Patrick had long left.
As I was about to head to the bathroom, I heard water splashing coming from inside.
"Who is it?"
I was shocked.
A servant came out of the bathroom, looked at me with some apology, and said, "Miss Archer."
"Why did you come? Usually, you come in the afternoon, don't you?"
I looked suspiciously at the servant who cleans the room on usual days.
However, after the incident yesterday, when it came to people and things, I had been paying more attention to them for no reason.
The servant said respectfully, "Mr. Patrick sent someone to pick me up this morning. He asked me to clean up the room early in the morning."
I found this matters little strange. So I walked close to the bathroom.
The bathroom had almost been cleaned up inside. And the sapphire blue bathrobe Patrick had worn yesterday wasn't hung where it had been. I asked, "Where is the bathrobe? The blue one."
"Oh, that one. When I came in, I saw that it had been thrown on the ground. So I washed it directly."
The servant explained to me.
"Oh, I see."
I answered. For no reason, I felt that something was wrong. But I couldn't tell what it was.
"I can follow you like a shadow, as if I were chasing after light in a daze."
When I wanted to ask the servant more questions, my cell phone in the bedroom rang.
Without looking at the caller Id, I knew it surely was Lisa calling me.
I picked up the phone, only to hear Lisa yelling over the phone, "Don't you know what time it is? Why haven't you come yet? I, the one celebrating a birthday today, am quite angry." "I'm sorry, I'm going out now." I looked up at my watch and saw that it was already past 11 a.m. I, who bedded too late yesterday, didn't wake up until now today.
I hung up the phone, tidied myself up a bit, and changed my clothes. Originally, I was going to take a taxi out.
However, as soon as I went out, I saw Patrick's car parked at the door.
Seeing his car, I was shocked. And I thought that he was going to send me there. So I ran to the passenger's seat hurriedly and opened the car door, intending to greet him...
"Miss Archer."
The man in the car greeted me first.
It was Jeremy.
At this moment, I couldn't be more disappointed. However, I still forced a smile and sat down in the passenger's seat, "Assistant Jeremy, it's you."
"Yes, Mr. Cowell is busy. He asked me to send you out."
Jeremy answered respectfully.
I just responded without saying a word on the way. When we were about to arrive at Lisa's house, I said, "Assistant Jeremy, do you know where Patrick went last night?"
"Last night? Then I have no idea about it. Speaking of my responsibility, it is that I only follow Mr. Cowell in the daytime."
Jeremy said calmly.
His words sounded quite formal. And he answered me quite quickly.
It was as if he had figured out how to deal with my question.
I knew it. Patrick wanted to hide something from me. So he surely would tell his assistant as to what to do.
Soon, the car arrived at Lisa's house.
I took the gift upstairs.
To be honest, this was the first time I' saw Lisa after my face had been disfigured.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!" I knocked on the door a few times.
The door opened in less than three seconds. The woman inside opened her arms and hugged me, saying, "Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."
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