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Norah’s heart skipped a beat as she hesitated, her lips pressed into a thin line. After a

moment, she nodded

and, clutching a pineapple bun, made her way upstairs.

Reaching the top, she called out before entering, “Mr. Flemmings?” but no reply came

from within.

The living room was empty, so Norah headed towards his bedroom. The door was ajar, and

despite her

knocking, there was still no response.

She gently pushed the door open, and it swung wide to reveal an empty room.

On the bed lay a few pieces of clothing and a backpack, ready for travel. Norah paused,

confusion etching her

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features. Was he leaving?

She stepped inside, her eyes scanning the luggage strewn across the bed, a sudden panic

gripping her.

Where was he going?

Would he come back?

Norah sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought for a moment before setting down the

pineapple bun and starting to fold his clothes. Two shirts, their colors faded from frequent

washing, one of which she had bought for him. He had taken it reluctantly, telling her not

to buy him anything ever again, yet he had worn it many times. Clutching the shirt, Norah

was suddenly overwhelmed by the memories of what he had said that night at the 9th

Mansion — he’d had many women and he’d never liked her! A wave of profound sadness

washed over her, and thinking of the pain she’d endured these past days, she couldn’t

help but cover her eyes and sob.

Her cries grew louder, as if she needed to release all the pent-up frustration and grief in

one go.

Xavier, coming out of the bathroom, heard the crying outside. After splashing water on his

face, he walked out,

stopping short at the sight of Norah weeping on his bed. His expression shifted, and he

leaned against the

nearby wall.

With his back against the wall, he couldn’t help but wonder, why was he hiding from her?

And why was she crying in his room?

He frowned, puzzled.

It had been so long; he thought she had moved on.

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Norah cried for a long time, feeling relieved after the emotional release. She wiped her

face with tissues, neatly

folded her shirt, placed it on the bed, and then put the pineapple bun beside it.

Once she left, Xavier came out from around the corner, his gaze falling on the neatly

folded shirt, his brow

furrowing even more.

“Yes, he said he’d be gone for a few days,” Damian replied.

“He didn’t say.”

“Should be soon.”

“Take care on your way out!”

Damian and the others looked shocked. “Xavier, what do you mean?”

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