Chapter 987: Scum, Lower than Pigs and Dogs
The following day, she woke up from her slumber.
Caroline Edwin opened her eyes, and as she gazed at the chandelier overhead, her thoughts gradually returned, her mind cleared, and the unnatural look in her eyes from the scene the night before vanished in an instant.
There was nothing but an empty space beside her, still retaining a few strands of residual warmth.
She threw back the covers and got up, stepping into a pair of fluffy slippers and walking into the bathroom to freshen up.
After washing up, she went downstairs.
"Carol, good morning."
"Good morning."
Blake, dressed in home clothing and wearing a black apron, was holding two breakfasts in his hands, which he placed on the table, and then brought over a cup of hot milk and set it in front of her.
"Thank you."
Caroline looked at the steaming bowl of noodles and picked up a poached egg with her chopsticks to take a bite.
"It's very tasty."