After returning to the mansion, Eshnunna stopped five meters in front of the entrance. There was a small shadow standing at the door. She edged closer to see who it was, and was pleasantly surprised when she got a better look. So much so that she seemed almost taken aback.

“Yohan?” The figure standing in front of the mansion was her younger brother: Salem Yohan. Seeing the brother she loved so much, her cold, expressionless face melted like snow.

“What happened? Why aren’t you in bed?” she walked up to her brother and asked softly. “Are you having trouble sleeping? Do you want to sleep next to me?” Eshnunna smiled gently like she was asking her brother if he had nightmares. Then she suddenly stopped herself.

“…Yohan?” She blinked fast, and her smile was wiped clean from her face. Yohan didn’t move at all, nor did he say anything. He simply stared up at Eshnunna as she walked up to him. His cold gaze was sharp enough to send chills down her body.

“Yohan. What’s wrong?” Eshnunna hurriedly approached him and kneeled down to meet his eyes. “What happened? Hmm?” She stretched out a hand and was about to place it on his shoulders when he finally said something.

“It was you.”

Eshnunna’s hand froze midair, and her heart sank. She plastered on a forced smile. “What are you suddenly saying…”

“It was your doing.” Yohan’s voice was boiling with fury, and Eshnunna’s face fell. “Why did you do it?”

“Y-Yohan?”

“Did you have to do that?”

“Wait,...