To Understand A woman

Mr. Blackwood groaned softly as he opened his eyes, the room was still dim as the curtains had not yet been opened. He wonders for how long he had been asleep, he usually wasn’t a heavy sleeper as his years of struggling had given him insomnia.

Turning to the other side of the bed, he felt like something was wrong. He crumpled his face in thoughts, trying to remember what was amiss, and then it crossed his mind- Annabel!

Mr. Blackwood sat up immediately, his eyes dashing across the space of the room. “Anna?” he called out, but there was no response.

He rushed to the bathroom but she was not there, he went to check the dressing room but she wasn’t there either, he also noticed the clothes she had taken off yesterday were not there as well.

Maybe she had gone to do laundry. He left the bedroom immediately and ran down the hallway, still dressed in his pajamas. The first person he ran into was Zack, his Butler.

“Good Morning Sir.” the middle aged man greeted, he was fully dressed for dut