If it weren’t for Carol’s phone call, I wouldn’t have wanted to get out of bed. I felt like all the energy had been drained from me.

I found that the spot beside me had gone cold. It seemed he had been gone for a while.

With gritted teeth, I pushed myself up and glanced around the bedroom. It was impeccably tidy. I muttered under my breath, “Is this guy a wolf? He nearly devoured me.”

After a quick shower, my legs still felt shaky. I changed into some fresh clothes and headed downstairs. I saw breakfast was already laid out on the table, along with a note.

Scoffing, I picked up the note. Was this some kind of trend now?

His handwriting was bold and powerful. The note reminded me to eat and replenish my strength.

My face flushed as I cursed. This guy had no shame. He just had to point it out.

I lifted the lid off the dishes. The dishes were exquisitely prepared, and he even made some soup. Maybe it was because my energy was depleted, but I dug into everything with gusto. It was s