Love After a Steamy Affair

Chapter 416: Is She Alright? (1) Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Serenity didn’t know how long she cried but it was long enough that by the time she stopped, the water was already cold.

She got out of the bathtub and dried herself with a towel. After wrapping herself in a bathrobe, she was about to walk out to grab her pajamas and was surprised to find them on the sink.

When she returned to her room, Gabriel was no longer there. The messy bed and their clothes on the floor were evidence enough that he was back, but he had left once more.

She pulled off the crumpled bedsheet, picked up the clothes on the floor, and threw them into the laundry basket in the bathroom. Then, she took out a new bedsheet from the cabinet and laid it on the bed.

By the time she was done with everything, it was already two in the morning so Serenity was feeling so tired that she could not even straighten her back. She covered her mouth as she yawned before she lifted the blanket to lie down. Soon after, she fell asleep.

Since she was so exhausted and slept late last night, Serenity woke up at 10.30 a.m. the next time. By the time she headed downstairs, Mrs. Winstead was already preparing lunch. Mrs. Winstead noticed that Serenity did not look too good so she asked, “Did Young Madam not have a good rest last night?”

“A little,” said she vaguely.

“No wonder Young Master told us not to wake you up when he left this morning. He told us to let you sleep a little longer,” said Mrs. Winstead.

“He left in the morning?” asked Serenity, stunned. But Mrs. Winstead did not understand why Serenity was surprised. Confused, she said, “Yes, he left after breakfast.” Serenity thought that he had left during the night. Did he sleep in the guest room or the study then?

After breakfast, Serenity moved over to the sofa and watched TV. It didn’t take long for Mrs. Winstead to finish cooking the next meal. After dinner, Serenity went to the glass greenhouse.

When she was done washing the dishes, Mrs. Winstead came out of the kitchen. She was still wiping the water off her hands when she heard the phone ring. She walked over to pick up the phone. “Yes, Young Master.”

At Zephyr Group’s president's office, Gabriel was looking at some documents when Caleb knocked on the door and asked if he wanted to go to the cafeteria for lunch or to pack it back to the office.

Gabriel looked at his watch and realized how quickly time had passed — it was already dinner time. “Pack it up and bring it to the Office.”

Caleb nodded and left. Gabriel picked up the glass of water beside him and took a sip. Then, he remembered that he had hurt Serenity without knowing how serious it was last night so he picked up the phone and called the villa.

The call was not connected yet so he walked over to the dispenser for more water. Soon, the call was connected. He held the glass of water in one hand and the phone in the other as he walked behind the desk. “So, how is she?”

Mrs. Winstead didn’t know what happened between the two last night so she was confused by his question. “Is there anything wrong?” asked Gabriel again.

“Other than not having much of a mood, there’s nothing unusual,” said Mrs. Winstead truthfully.

Gabriel was still worried so he called the family doctor to make a trip to South Bay.

Serenity was sitting at the round table in the glass greenhouse, basking basked in the sun. The warmth made her feel a little drowsy.

Mrs. Silvestre walked over and respectfully said, “Young Madam, the family doctor is here. He said that he wants to give you a check-up.”

“| don’t feel unwell anywhere. There’s nothing to check for.” She narrowed her eyes lazily. “Young Master was the one who called him over,” said Mrs. Silvestre.

Serenity gave it a thought, stretched, got up, and left the glass greenhouse. She walked around the flower bed, up the steps, and along the cobblestone path to the front hall.

When she entered the living room, she saw Dr. Goldstein and his female assistant waiting for her. She smiled and said, “Dr. Goldstein, I’ve troubled you, please have a sit..” Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.