Chapter 881: The Box with a Secret (2)

As dawn was drawing near, Evelyn Sherman finally drifted off to sleep in a daze.

"Mmm..." Her palm-sized little face nuzzled out from the quilt, and with a turn, she plopped face first onto the pillow.

The moment she moved, her body felt as though it had been taken apart, the soreness made her involuntarily gasp for air.

Just as she was about to turn her head and glare at the culprit, she discovered that Chester Yale, who had been lying beside her, had vanished without a trace.

Evelyn came to her senses and bolted upright from the bed, blinking her sparkling eyes, she observed the now chilling air around her.

Had he left?

Evelyn stared blankly for a good while before she reached out to grab some clothes.

But after searching around on the table, she saw no sign of her own clothes.

It was only on the ground that she found a few rags...

Evelyn picked up the few rags from the ground, on the verge of silent tears.