David opened his eyes and touched the bed next to him. The bed was empty, and he expected that Maxwell had woken up first and went out.
He went to bed without having dinner yesterday, and his stomach was rumbling, so he got up, changed his clothes, washed up, went out and called a servant over, asking him to tell the kitchen to prepare a light breakfast.
After breakfast, David hurriedly ate a bowl of porridge mixed with pickles, then put down the bowl, feeling a little strange.
Usually when he woke up for a while, Maxwell would already come to pester him, but today it was particularly quiet.
After dinner, I couldn't help but ask someone.
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