18. Relying on Him

After showering, Emily came out awkwardly. She didn't know how to interact with Prince. She even ran when she entered the bathroom earlier. But as it turned out, the room was empty.

"Where did he go? Why didn't he ask my permission?" Emily muttered in surprise. She didn't realize that her lips were pouting.

With languid steps, Emily approached the table. A piece of paper was stuck to the cup there.

"Drink this chocolate while it's warm. I'll be back before breakfast arrives. Don't open the door for anyone but me."

The corners of Emily's lips lifted slightly. "Is he a bodyguard or husband? Why is his message so sweet?"

After removing the paper, Emily enjoyed the chocolate slowly. She felt so peaceful until suddenly, she heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Emily got up from her chair.

"Breakfast, Mademoiselle."

Emily's eyes lit up. Her hand moved casually towards the doorknob. However, remembering Prince's message, she didn't open it.

"Merci. Just put it there. I'l