The rest of the night passed without incident.

The next day, when Laurence woke up, Noelle had already woken up long before him and had even prepared breakfast. In fact, she was sitting on the couch she had slept on last night, waiting for him to wake up.

“Mr. Laurence, you’re awake.”

When she saw Laurence open his eyes, Noelle got up and walked to him. She sat down on the edge of the couch and asked in concern, “Does your head hurt?”

Laurence blinked, then turned to look at his surroundings