Was Fate Playing A Huge Joke On Her?

That night, Eve was slightly mad at Ethan. She paced in her room, wondering what she would have to do to make him believe her.

Ethan didn't even come down for dinner, and this time, Eve didn't pressure the Stewardess to let her take the food to him. She was afraid Ethan would not eat the food, just like he did with lunch.

The next morning, she looked around the house and Ethan was nowhere to be found. She checked his study room, his bedroom, and everywhere she could think of.

It was still the weekend. Was he avoiding her so much that he would just slip away? Why had the tables turned?

"Please get me the telephone and dial the ancestral mansion," Eve ordered one of the maids.

Even if she still had her phone with her, Ethan might probably not pick up her calls with his current attitude.

"Here it is, Madam." The servants had gotten comfortable with calling her Madam, and that made her happy.

She placed the telephone on her ear and after ringing for a while, the call disconnected.