I had just made it back to the Hart family estate, and there was ude, standing right by the entrance as if he''d been waiting for me.


    The deep lines of worry on his face seemed to disappear the moment heid eyes on me.


    However, as I approached, his expression morphed back into one of stern concern. "Why are you back sote, and not a single call?" he demanded.


    Stunned, I couldn''t help but wonder if, in my previous life, he had waited at the door for me too, especially since I had spent the night at a hotel and only returned home at dawn.


    "Couldn''t you have called me instead?" I retorted, my smile cryptic andced with insincerity.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    His confusion was palpable.


    Challenging him like this was out of character for me; usually, I would just mumble an apology and beg him not to be mad. But today, I confronted him directly.


    "ire Floyd, you''re part of the Hart family, and we have rules here..." he started rambling, but I was too impatient to listen. Dodging past him, I sprinted inside, shouting over my shoulder, "I get it! Keep it up, and I''m moving out!"


    I didn''t nce back to gauge his reaction, but oddly, arguing with him felt exhrating.


    Once in my room-still my own, as I hadn''t moved into the master suite yet-I sprawled out on the bed, gazing at the bracelet on my wrist. Everything was still here. Perfect. It felt incredible to be in my body again, to sleep in my own bed after what felt like an eternity. Thud, thud-


    ude was knocking on my door.


    Pulling the nket over my head, I yelled, "I''m sleeping, leave me alone!"


    But he persisted, "ire Floyd, we need to talk."


    Reluctantly, I got up, curious about what he wanted to discuss this time around. In my past life, it had been about his engagement to Kate.. Back then, I''d made a fuss, foolishly confessing my feelings and begging him not to marry her.


    In my past life, I foolishly thought I''d die if he married Kate.


    I remembered causing a scene over Kate''s beloved ne too.


    But ude was likely here over that old grudge.


    The ne incident had been an


    ident; I was ying with the cat, Kate tried to join, but the cat wasn''t


    having it in my attempt to wasn''t


    prevent the cat from scratching her, I


    identally broke her ne, and that''s when ude appeared,


    finding Kate in tears.


    "I just wanted to pet ire''s cat, but she seemed unwilling," Kate had sobbed, looking utterly vulnerable.


    ude, moved by her tears, had almost decided to give Kate my cat, but thankfully, my cat made its displeasure clear.


    Scared, Kate quickly retracted, "Never mind, I''m not much of an animal lover after all."


    With these thoughts, I opened the door, leaning casually against the frame. "What did you want to talk about?"


    ude eyed me up and down, then disdainfully tugged at my shirt. "Whose shirt is that?"


    It dawned on me then-I had grabbed some random shirt to wear after mine had been torn apart at the hotel.


    Realizing this shirt wasn''t mine, I now had a lead on identifying the mysterious man from room 6088.


    Maybe my inability to suppress a smirk is what really irritated ude; his annoyance was clearly palpable. "ire Floyd, I don''t care what you do outside, but once you''re back here, remember the values of the Hart family. You''re a reflection of your mother''s upbringing


    His words prompted a scoff from me. "So, you''re knocking on a young woman''s doorte at night to lecture me about virtue and decency?"