The next morning,
When Arwen woke up, Aiden wasn't around. She checked the time on her phone on the side and realized she was late for the morning.
But still, even so, he had never left without informing her.
Getting out the bed, she walked to grab her robe. Wrapping it around her, she sauntered out of the room, going down the corridor looking for Mr. Jones.
"Mr. Jones," she called, finding him finally.
He was instructing a maid, but the moment he heard Arwen's voice, he dismissed the maid and walked towards her with a polite greeting smile. "Good morning, Madam."
Arwen nodded to him, returning the same smile. "Good morning." But her gaze was looking around, searching for any trace of Aiden. "Have you seen Aiden? Is he in his study?"
Mr. Jones shook his head. "Sir isn't at home," he replied, adding, "He has left early for work today."
Her brows furrowed as she paused, asking, "He left for the company already. But isn't it too soon?"
