It was half past eight when John returned to North Yard.
Glancing around his surroundings, he frowned. Nina was nowhere to be found. He even searched the whole second floor, but he couldn't find her.
"Where's Nina?" John asked Amy and Lena.
Normally, Nina would either be sitting on the sofa while watching TV, reading books in the study or testing her makeup in the bedroom.
This had been her routine for the past month.
John didn't expect her to not be at ho that night.
"Mrs. Shi received a call at ten past eight and went out," Amy said.
John glanced at the ti. It was already half past eight.
She had only been gone for twenty minutes.
He assud that Nina was with Kristina. She was the one who had the closest relationship with her and who could probably ask her out at that mont.
John shrugged. If she was with Kristina, it didn't matter.
"You may leave now." John waved his hand. Then, he reached out for his pocket and took sothing out. It was a small pink jewelry box.
Inside the box was the pearl bracelet he had ordered from last ti. There were four words carved on it.
As long as Nina wore it, she would rember him and t
phone lay beside her and it had been silent the whole ti.
With eyes already groggy, Nina picked up her phone and started typing. She asked John when he would be ho and that she was already getting sleepy from waiting.
Unfortunately, a reply never ca.
Nina couldn't hold back anymore. After a few minutes, she unconsciously fell asleep on the sofa.
It was already six in the morning when Nina's phone rang. It was a call from Tom.
Hearing the noise, the dog started barking.
"John. Don't make a fuss," Nina moaned. Since she fell asleep too late last night, she was still very sleepy.
She turned over and almost fell off the sofa.
The slight jolt made her awake and she imdiately sat up.
Nina rubbed her sleepy eyes and tried to glance around the living room. Upon seeing that she was still alone, her expression faltered.
John didn't co back the whole night.
Nina glanced over to her phone.
It continuously kept on vibrating as she stared at it for a while.
Finally, she answered the call and was t by Tom's hoarse voice. He was calling from the police station.
"Ms. Lu, Kristina Ye is dead. She might have committed suicide."
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