The two returned to the Living Room hand in hand, surprised to find that Mrs. Morrison had not yet rested and was still in the Living Room.
Matilda Jenkins was taken aback; it was already late, almost midnight, was Mrs. Morrison waiting for them?
Mrs. Morrison sat alone on the luxurious Sofa, surrounded by opulence, yet her figure seemed unusually lonely. Her Face was full of sorrow, her Eyes closed, asleep.
Matilda Jenkins looked up at Nolan Morrison.
He was looking at Mrs. Morrison, his expression calm, yet his gaze... seemed somewhat complicated.
The strange feeling in Matilda Jenkins' heart returned—so late, Mrs. Morrison was still sitting there. There was only one Answer: she was waiting for them.
She recalled at the Cemetery, how Mrs. Morrison seemed afraid they would leave and never return, and now she was waiting here again.
Matilda Jenkins couldn't help but wonder why Mrs. Morrison was so concerned about two impostors.
