Robert’s Heart Was Broken

When Robert entered the hotel, Steven and Sophia were nowhere to be seen.

A young woman was sitting behind the front desk, staring at the man in front of her with wide eyes.

He was the most handsome man she had ever seen, like a prince from a fairy tale or a noble king, exuding an air of nobility and elegance.

"Sir... are you looking for an hourly room or a night's stay?" the receptionist asked, her voice trembling.

"A woman came in earlier. Which room is she staying in?" Robert's narrow eyes turned cold as he asked the receptionist, "And a man came in with her."

The receptionist was terrified by the man's sharp gaze and immediately knew who he was talking about. "The lady is staying in room 203 for one night, and the man... he went to room 203 with her."

Robert's body was filled with even more coldness than before, and he clenched his fists tightly, his thin lips turning pale with anger.

"Sir, are you going to book a room or not?" the receptionist asked carefully.