Bab 70: Careless Stranger

When Hawk went out of his room, Feather welcomed him with a sweet smile as if she had not cried tears last night. She was sitting on the table near the balcony, food was already served and the aroma of freshly cooked morning soup caught Hawk's nostrils.

"I had already ordered some breakfast," Feather said, inviting him to sit with her. Hawk's excitement was suddenly put to halt as the sight of his fiancée pushed some guilt in his heart. While he spent the night with another woman, Feather was on the other room, sleeping by herself, alone and cold. And yet, here she was, early morning, preparing something to fill his stomach. Without a word, Hawk accepted her invitation and so he sat beside her.

"Here drink this soup," Feather gave her a bowl filled with the soup. "This will help your exhaustion and hangover,"

It was an innocent comment on Feather's part but it definitely got into Hawk's nerves. Did she know he slept late last night?