The next morning, when Bella woke up, the bed beside her was already empty. She reached out and felt it; there wasn't even any warmth left.
"When did you leave?" Bella frowned as she sat up and noticed a small food box on the coffee table with a sticky note on it.
Bella rubbed her temples and got out of bed, feeling sore in her waist and her legs shaky. She blushed as she thought about what happened last night.
It was supposed to be just a simple birthday celebration for him, but somehow, they ended up in bed together.
Supporting her back, Bella walked over and tore the sticky note off the food container.
"I have a 5 AM flight back to Creston and a meeting at 9 AM. The porridge on the table is made by me, remember to eat it when you get up."
A 9 AM important meeting, and he still flew over here last night?
Looking at the sticky note, Bella couldn't help but smile a little, feeling inexplicably happy.
