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Ernest nodded and said with a smile, "Go ahead. Maybe he's waiting for you."
Celeste was stunned and she looked at Ernest. The meaning of his smile was deep, but he didn't explain it any further.
Celeste also smiled and walked upstairs.
The two passed by each other, and Ernest's eyes fell on Celeste. The moment they crossed paths, he saw the pink marks on Celeste's neck clearly.
As long as one was not dumb, one would immediately understand what those marks were.
Even after two days, those marks were still there.
Only a man and a woman in love would leave such traces of love.
Ernest narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtfully at Celeste's back. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and walked down.
Meanwhile, Celeste returned to her room first.
She hadn't come back for a few days, and her room was very clean.
However, the covers on the bed were moved.
Celeste was a little surprised. Somebody had come into her room.