Memories of the past swirled through his mind.
He messaged the butler.
[Where’s Sheryl? Is she kneeling outside again?]
[Let her kneel for seven days this time—maybe then she’ll finally learn.]
[Close the main gate. It’s been windy lately. Make sure she doesn’t get sick before her punishment ends.]
There was no reply from the butler.
Instead, a call came in from the local police station.
“Mr. Carter? We’ve discovered a body by the roadside. According to the ID, it appears to be your wife. Please come to the station to confirm.”
