“She will return after she finishes work.

Abel is there to protect her.

Please rest assured and wait patiently.

Frowning, Nathaniel chewed his Lip.

If Abel was here, he might have agreed to let Nathaniel leave, but he didn’t get along with Leon and Conor, and they didn’t want to discuss his concerns.

Nathaniel had no choice but to wait.

But waiting was long and painful.

He thought too much while he waited.

He remembered the times Lucinda had called and asked him to come home for dinner.

Sometimes he answered casually, and at others he just hung up on her and didn’t return home for several days.

Had waiting been this hard for her?

He raised his head and fixed his eyes on the clock.

He eventually fell asleep staring at the clock face while the minutes moved on.

Then suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

When he saw it was Lucinda, he stood up to greet her.

“Welcome.

The food is cold, but I can heat it up for you.

Lucinda declined.

“No.

I’ve already had breakfast.

“Breakfast?”

He looked at the clock.

Seven o’clock in the morning.

Last night, she hadn’t come home at all.

He had sat on the sofa, waiting, the whole night.

Nathaniel was confused.

“Why didn’t you come back last night? Are you drunk? Where did you sleep? Did you spend the night with Brinleigh?

Did he do anything to you?”

Lucinda was speechless.

What did any of it have to do with Brinleigh?

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