Frank calls me every other hour to ask about Mom's situation.
I haven't slept all night because I have been worried about mom.
At dawn, Frances finally comes out of the study.
When he comes out, he is still on the phone and his voice sounds hoarse.
"Mom, tell me. Where are you now?"
He must be calling Sabina.
I don't know what they're talking about, but I can see that Frances’ expression is somewhat grave.
He pauses for a while before putting down his phone.
It seems that Sabina has hung up on him.
"Frances, how is it? Have you found my mother? Was it done by Whitney?"
I directly ask him.
"I haven't got the information yet, but I'm sure it was not done by Whitney. Let's go downstairs. I'm
hungry."
Actually, I don't have any appetite, but thinking that Frances must be tired and hungry after a busy
night, I go to the kitchen to make breakfast for him.
Just as the meal is ready, Silvia comes downstairs in her pajamas.
"What do we have for breakfast? It smells so good that I've been awaken."
"Then wash your hands and let's have it."
I force a smile at Silvia.
Although I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to affect others.
"Alright."
Silvia happily goes to wash her hands and sits down at the table.
Frances doesn't eat much, but he keeps refilling my bowl.
"Have some more."
"Hey. I'm your sister but I've never seen you be so concerned about me," Silvia curls her lips and says
discontentedly.
"Shut up and eat," Frances says and ignores her.
I don't want to eat anything, but in case that Frances will worry about me, I can only stuff it into my
mouth.
Then Frances’ phone rings again.
He steps aside to answer the phone.
I hear him say, "Alright, I'll be right there."
Is it about Mom?
"How is it?"
I look at him with anticipation.
"I have to go out for a while. Wait for me at home."
Then he hurriedly leaves. I don't know if there's any new information.
Actually, I have prepared him some stewed Sydney with rock sugar. But before I can serve it to him, he
has left already.
"Jane, do you find Frances weird?" Silvia leans over and whispers to me.
Actually, I do.
Frances has appeared thoughtful since last night.
I know that he has secret, but I don't know what it is. Moreover, I don't know if he has found my mom or
not. It has been almost a day. I'm really worried about Mom.
But I can't think of any enemies of my family.
Even the most suspicious person, Whitney, has been ruled out. Then who else can it be?
"Perhaps," I reply with a mixed feeling
"Do you think that Frances is going out to look for other women? He went to the side to answer the
phone just now, right? Maybe he really has a mistress," Silvia says.
It must be because she doesn't know what happened yesterday that she thinks so. I don't know if
Frances has had another woman, but now, he must be taking care of my mom's issue.
"How about we follow him and see where he goes?"
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