Chapter 8 Be the secretary of her husband?

　　Bellona was laying on the bed on her stomach. There was no celebration party, no welcoming party, nothing at all. After telling the middle-aged woman named Anna to show her her room, Noah vanished in the air. It kinda felt odd but it could be understandable as this was not like those normal weddings happening outside. But still she was disappointed.

　　Tonight she lost her appetite so she just mainly came early in her room to sleep and skipped dinner.

　　“I better sleep now. Tomorrow I will search for jobs anyway.” Bellona grumbled and closed her eyes.

　　The next morning

　　“Mrs. Barlowe. Breakfast is ready.” A maid knocked at the door when Bellona was brushing her teeth. Back in her home it was different but here, she had no idea at all if there was any rule. Opening the door she asserted, “Ahh, can I have it la … later?”

　　“Mr. Barlowe is waiting for you at the breakfast table.” The maid answered her while keeping her head down.