Ann put on a brave face and went back to her room.

Closing the door, she stumbled to the bathroom, turned on the tap and washed her face with water in her hands.

The cold touch gradually calmed her down.

Looking at the mirror inside, the eyes of her white face was all about the pain of the past.

Ann followed Harry through all the departments of the hotel until the evening.

At this time, Lena came over.

"Manager Wilson, Mr. Evans in room 103 went out this morning and hasn't come back yet, so his room..."

"Has he checked out yet?"

"No, he left this morning without saying a...