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"Mr. Butler, how could we possibly have gotten into a fight? Can't you wish the best for us?" Leah's voice came from the corridor. She was standing at the door of the guest room next door and smiling at the two of them. "We're doing well. I'm just going to write a script. Alright, go and do your work."
The butler could tell that something was wrong, but he nodded. "Okay, it's good that you both aren't fighting. I'll leave first. Let me know if you need anything."
"Alright, will do." Leah smiled as she answered.
After the butler left, Leah smiled and said to Ernest, "Ernest, sleep on your own tonight. Sleep earlier. Don't think too much, okay?"
After a moment of silence, Ernest stared at Leah. His eyes were deep and cold.
Was she so happy that she didn't have to sleep with him?
She was so happy that she did not forget to let him know.
Ernest nodded and said, "Don't worry. I won't think too much. You shouldn't think too much too. Go to bed earlier. Good night."