Early the next morning, Eric practiced grappling for a while before joining Sylvia for a run. Upon returning, he promptly took a shower.

Sylvia called him twice outside the bathroom door but received no response. Consequently, she cautiously approached Eric's room, gently pushing the door open. Sneaking inside, she discovered the marriage contract on the table.

With a sigh of relief, she seized the contract and returned to her room.

Meanwhile, as Eric emerged from the shower, he sensed something was amiss. A familiar fragrance filled his room.

After changing, he realized the contract had vanished. He searched the room but couldn't locate it anywhere.

'Oh no, this is not good.' Eric felt a rising sense of anxiety. What would Sylvia think of him if he couldn't even safeguard the contract?

Just then, Sylvia arrived at his door.

"It's time to make breakfast. Let's eat and then go to Elly's place. Hey, why are you sweating bullets when you just took a bath?" she asked.

Eric wiped th