CHAPTER 194

LEON’S POV

I was staring at the empty hallway, the dim lights flickering in the distance, for like nearly an hour now as I waited for Margarette to return. She had gone to the restroom over an hour ago, and each minute that passed gnawed at me with an increasing sense of unease.

Well, maybe because this wasn’t like Marga. Any normal person wouldn’t be at the bathroom for more than an hour just to pee. And knowing Margarette, she wasn’t the type that would stay long in public bathroom either.

I checked my watch again, impatience growing into full-blown worry. My gut twisted, sending alarms through my body. Something was wrong.

Without wasting another second, I stood up from our table at the restaurant and made my way to the restroom where she said she'd be. I knocked lightly on the door, calling out her name. No response.

“Margarette?” My voice was steady, but inside I was unraveling. I knocked again, harder this time. Still nothing.

I pushed the door open, but the restroom was empt