Chapter 202 The Bathroom Awkwardness

He didn’t respond to her. Yvonne stood outside the silent bedroom door, showing a hint of hesitation on her face. Her hand gently touched the door panel, knocking a few times. Each soft knock echoed down the hallway, adding a sense of emptiness. However, inside remained silent, with no response. Her brows furrowed slightly, and the golden sunlight streaming through the window fell on her worried face, making her look especially pale. "Is he sick?" she muttered to herself, her voice sounding particularly lonely in the empty hallway. Her mood gradually became shrouded in a sense of foreboding, growing more and more anxious. When she pushed the door open, the scene made her even more alarmed. The bed was empty, and the blanket was thrown to the side, leaving a mess of wrinkles as if someone had hurriedly left. Clothes and books were scattered all around, contrasting sharply with the usual tidiness Benson maintained. “Benson, do you need a ride to work?” Yvonne tried to suppress