Chapter 849

"When Sheila brought his birth information to me for help in selecting a wedding date, I warned her that her grandson should avoid walking alone at night for the time being. "A warning wouldn't have helped. What's meant to happen will happen. There's no avoiding it." Clara sighed. She picked up the cup of tea that Mark had poured for her, took a sip, then set it down and said, "Mr. Fowler, I'm going back to take a nap." "I saved some food for you. Aren't you going to eat?" "I don't have an appetite." It wasn't just Clara. Those who had gone along to look for the person had no appetite either. The thought of their discovery made them lose their desire to eat at best, and feel sick to their stomachs at worst. Clara was mostly emotionally affected. Being understanding, Mark said, "Go rest for a while. I'll make you something nice for dinner." Clara nodded, got up, and walked out of the pavilion back to her room. Her beloved cat was curled up, napping outside her bedroom door. H