Don't go, today ...

He thought he would witness a beautiful morning, seeing Leona flustered for making fun of him. However, life doesn't work the way people want.

He has to leave the bed before her, as he finds his body burning. The pain in his head seems to weaken him to get fatigued.

Now, sitting on the couch, he is resting his head on his folded arms on his knees.

" Please take the medicine, Young Master!"

Madam Anne holds the pill and a glass of fresh orange juice. Earlier when she was preparing for breakfast, noticed him walking downstairs weakly. His fuzzy sight seemingly created trouble to move.

" You should have told me that you have returned. How did you get hurt?"

Vasquez says nothing but takes the pill. Why did he return? He is supposed to take some rest and get well soon. It was a rush decision to take which he doesn't regret. He feels at ease whenever he is home recently...

" Young Master!" Anne sits next to him, caressing his head.

" How is your insomnia recently? I didn't see you going t