Chapter 3

Nighttime rolled around. While making dinner, I unlocked my phone to check the surveillance camera again.

Just like what I saw this morning, it was broken. Could Zane have done this on purpose?

I finished preparing dinner and brought the plates to the dining hall. Zane had just returned, holding a cake in his hands. However, he was acting suspiciously. He hid the cake in the storage room so that I wouldn't see it.

I glanced over and still managed to catch a glimpse of the exquisite mousse cake.

I was taken aback. It wasn't his birthday today, nor was it mine. What was he up to?

Since he didn't say a word to me, I naturally didn't ask either. During dinner, we still barely spoke to each other. He was like a customer who'd walked into a restaurant, and I was the waitress.

Around bedtime, it was about time that I changed the bandages on my right hand. I carefully unwrapped it. After applying some anti-inflammatory ointment, I rewrapped it in gauze.

Meanwhile, Zane lay next to me, t