Alice enjoyed her breakfast this morning peacefully and devoutly. At precisely fifteen minutes past seven, she finished and tidied up the empty plates to the kitchen.

Upon returning to the second floor, she found Ashton's room still tightly closed. Usually, at this time, her husband would already be sitting neatly in the dining room. Did Ashton deliberately skip breakfast again? Or could something have happened to him?

Standing in front of the bedroom door for a few moments, Alice's reverie was interrupted when she noticed Tina walking with a tray containing a glass of water and tea to be taken to her husband's room. Curious, she immediately approached and threw...