Chapter 225 Was she contacting Michael?

"I'm done talking, let's just go to sleep. I'll handle everything at the office tomorrow, I'm too tired... That was terrifying..." I waved my hand, deciding not to continue.

Speaking too much might only raise Betty's suspicions.

With my limited knowledge of psychology, I felt this was just the right amount to reveal.

I left the living room to change out of my clothes, noticing it was already 11:52 PM.

As I undressed, my eyes briefly scanned the adjacent bedroom.

The door was open, and there was no sign of Michael.

After finishing up, I made a point to light incense for my parents on the balcony, a ritual I performed every time I returned from a business trip.

It was a way to check in on my parents and seek blessings, but this time, there was an additional purpose: to look for Michael.

I feared he might still be in the house.

If I could hide on the balcony, why couldn't Michael?