Departed With A Belly {1}

Do you really know me?

The maid's face instantly turned pale in response to Alaric's query. "I've already disposed of the report, sir."

Suddenly, a frown etched on his face, and he snapped, "What did you say?!"

She was so frightened by his gloomy aura that she was on the brink of crying. In a panic, she explained, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't throw it away on purpose, but the report was pretty torn up, so I threw it away without much thought-"

The maid was not the type to delve into something the owner threw.

Furthermore, Alaric would usually shred documents that contained highly confidential information.

After all, she relied on her job to make ends meet, so she disposed of the report without giving it much thought that day.

Over the past two days, she had been sending Victoria medicine, thinking
it was for her illness. However, it turned out that the medication was intended to treat fever.

Meanwhile, his brows furrowed at what the maid said. Then, he realized that something was amiss with his wife. Even if she had given the umbrella to someone else, she could have sought shelter and called the driver to pick her up or waited until the rain stopped before returning home.

Why did she have to run home in the rain?

At that moment, Hector walked toward Alaric and asked with concern, "Sir, is Mrs. Cadogan alright?"

Then, Hector quickly took them without a word.

Meanwhile, Victoria intended to rest after the maid had left, but she was interrupted by a phone call.

It was a call from the secretary of Labauve Group's vice president, who wanted to discuss the recent project she had been working on.

Due to her absence from the office the day before, nobody was available to fill in for
her.

After the call ended, she rubbed her brows.

The office is busy, and after being gone for a day, I found that I had a lot of work to catch up on. I have no choice but to start working today. Then, she pulled out her laptop, but as soon as she logged into her email, she heard footsteps coming from the door.

Victoria assumed it was the maid, so she ignored the sound and clicked on her email to start working.

Suddenly, she heard a pause in the footsteps and felt a faint, cool breath beside her, so she turned to see who it was.

With a single glance, her gaze locked on Alaric's obsidian eyes.

She was startled at the sight of him."What are you doing here?"

When he heard that, he pursed his lips lightly and replied, "This is my room." His voice was unwelcoming and distant.

Nonetheless, Victoria was taken aback by his tone and questioned subconsciously, "Did someone upset you? Why do you sound so moody?"

"Upset?" Alaric furrowed his brows. Why does her question sound so ridiculous

Where could I have been early in the morning that caused me to become so upset?

After pausing for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, he deadpanned and blurted.

"I was home last night."

At that moment, she gaped in shock at his response.

Then, he stared at her. "Why are you surprised? I was lying beside you last night. Weren't you aware of that?"

After hearing that, Victoria pursed her lips without a word.

It turns out that the sensation I had last night of the mattress being pressed down was not my imagination.