Chapter 38. When Will We Leave?

Zoe's POVI banged my head on the table because I thought he didn’t even check me or cook for me. But I am such a fool. He didn’t wake me up because he knew I was feeling bad. If I hadn’t gone to the kitchen I wouldn’t have seen the effort he made for me. I saw the swam soup he cooked and left a note that said:

“I didn't wake you up, don't go to the office if you can't. Eat well.”

I smacked my head against the table once again. Even with a note, I was restless and wanted to know who that woman was and why I had caught up with them in such a precarious position. That's all I'm interested in. He should also tell me who that individual was. He should explain so I wouldn't go insane. But seeing such a letter and effort sent a warm palm caress to my heart.

As I banged my head on the table I heard the sound of the car. Less than four o'clock I raised my head, folded my hands, and prayed that Adams would go straight here. My eyes were fixed on the kitchen door and just wai