The night was already deep.

The lights were still on in Mr. Hoanson's room.

Yesterday I had almost no sleep and was in a state of constant work.

Originally, at this time today, he must have entered a state of making up for sleep when his work and rest life has always been healthy.

But......

How can he sleep?

At this time, she should have gone home.

That house over there, the housekeeper over there, the servant over there, the friends over there, everything over there.

is the real existence in her life.

Everything here was nothing more than an illusion made up by him and Aaron.

She left, without saying hello.

After the butler had spoken to him, he finished his dinner as calmly as he could, and did not say a word more.

When I went upstairs, I hesitated for a long time, but I still went to her room.

The door was originally closed, but it opened with a push of the hand.

It's dark inside, which is different from her habit of always turning on the warm yellow light.

Obviously she was still here yesterday, but when she left today, everything seemed to be different.

There is no half of popularity.

She didn't take everything with her, she kept a lot of the living expenses here.

He sat down at the head of the bed and turned on the bedside lamp, filling the room with a familiar light.

It's like she's still living here.

It's like ...... She's just going out temporarily, and she's going to be back soon.

Taking a deep breath, I don't know what is blocked in my heart, and my eyes are a little hot.

He stood up and didn't linger in her room any longer.

She's gone, here...... Won't be coming back.

At this time, this room has changed back to the room that may not be occupied by anyone again in the end, as far as this villa is concerned.

Striding back into the room, he walked straight in the direction of the hanger.

The trench coat had already been ironed by the maid while he was eating, and hung on it.

He reached out and took it from his pocket, but it was empty.

Remembering that the servant had brought it, he looked around and saw the phone on the bedside table.

The black screen, I don't know if the moment it lights up, will he see what he is looking forward to.

As the screen lit up, the anticipation in his eyes turned to disappointment.

No, she didn't contact him.

Not only are there no phone calls, but there are no text messages.

He didn't give up, and opened WeChat again, in addition to the contact at work, her WeChat account was still very low.

I see each other in a villa every day, and send her to and from school every day.

Therefore, it is rare to use WeChat to communicate.

Huo Ansen opened the window, and the night breeze blew in, but it was not as cool as water yesterday.

The night breeze mixed with the heat blew the heat all over him.

He put down his phone and went to take a shower.

It was supposed to be a good time to be comfortable and the most suitable time to sleep, but he didn't feel sleepy with his eyes wide open.

It's been a long time since I've felt like this.

He couldn't figure out what that feeling was.

I took out my phone again, and the window was closed, but the heat and the dullness of my heart became heavier and heavier.

In the dark room, the moonlight didn't shine in for a few minutes.

Only the light on the phone screen illuminated his face a little clearly.

He frowned, his fingers scribbling across the screen.

It didn't take long to stare at the screen for a long time before I breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyelids were a little heavy, so he closed his eyes with this sleepiness, and even if he didn't feel sleepy anymore, he didn't open them again.

It's just that the right hand keeps holding the phone, and the screen that lights up is; Plating the latest chapter of "The World's Favor: The National Male God is the Ex-Husband's Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.