Chapter 32

Things weren’t looking good. The dizziness was getting worse day by day, and my body felt heavier because of what happened that night. “Teacher. Are you alright?” Lindsay, who was coming down the stairs, saw Pia and stopped walking. “I felt dizzy.” “If you feel dizzy, take a break. I will tell the master that you are resting today.” Now Leon was taking a nap. “Is that so? Then I will just rest for today.” In fact, the vertigo subsides with a little rest.

It comes and goes. There was no need to rest all day. But now Pia had a plan. From now on, there are things to do in the room with the excuse of taking a break. “By the way, is Mr. Dale also feeling very ill today? If he continues to feel so unwell, shouldn’t he go and see a doctor?” “The health of the master is not the teacher’s business.” Pia shut her mouth at Lindsay’s cold reply. ‘By the way, Lindsay has a very bad complexion right now.’

Pia tilted her head as she watched Lindsay go down the stairs. The complexions of the employees, including Lindsay, were very bad today. Originally, there was a dark side and everyone was not good-looking, but is it my own misunderstanding to feel that they look exceptionally bad yesterday and today? ‘Now I can move a little.’ When the vertigo was gone, Pia went upstairs. Then she looked around and approached Henry Dale’s room and carefully opened the door. ‘Are you sleeping?’ Pia, who had opened the door silently, looked inside, gathered up her courage and went in.

The room was quiet. Henry Dale’s bed was not by the window, but to the wall away from the window, with a curtain hanging around the bed. ‘Is he sleeping?’ He did that last night to me and now he’s sleeping? Pia, who silently approached the bed, carefully rolled up the veil. Henry Dale was sleeping. ‘Why is his face…’ But when Pia saw Henry’s face, she was bewildered. Originally, he was a man with a poor complexion, but his face had become more hollow and dried up.

In addition, the wrist poking underneath the blanket was even more dry. ‘what? Why are you this shrivelled?’ Whoever looked at him, it was a face that was completely ill. ‘Will I kill me now? No, not yet  ‘Right now, it seemed that she could easily kill him by strangling his neck with her hands, or even by pressing his face with a pillow. Still, she was hesitant because there was no 100% confirmation yet. ‘I need something a little more certain. For instance, the scene… Yes. Tonight, I will definitely take off this mask…’