Chapter 1292

By the time it reached this point, Grace finally realized that something was off and quickly pulled Oliver away. That night, James lay in bed with his eyes shut, but his mind was a tangled mess. His thoughts looped endlessly like a knot he could not untangle. The next morning, he got up at dawn. He skipped breakfast and left the house alone. When Abigail woke up and went to knock on James' door, Juniper stopped her. She said, "That brat took off early this morning. Who knows where he went?" "Huh?" Abigail's heart sank. Hazel was married and gone, and Grace had returned to her place. Cliff was no longer around, and now James was away too. Abigail thought the Jefferson residence suddenly felt far too big for just one person. However, Peter was thrilled to finally have someone left to keep him company. He chirped, "Abby, come here! Let's play a game." Abigail bit her lip and sat beside him on the couch, clearly distracted. "Grandpa, do you know where James went?" Peter waved di