CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

Mr. Gavriel turned around to the other side of the bed as he felt uneasy.

Firstly, he was not putting on his suit and his shoes.

Secondly, he was on the bed instead of the chair in his study room.

"What am I doing here?"

"I was supposed to be working in my study room, what the heck am I doing here?" Mr. Gavriel asked himself over and over again as he finally opened his eyes.

"How on earth did I get to my room?" he asked again.

Suddenly, an unimaginable thought came to his senses.

"Or could it be that I took in Christ? No, it cannot be possible," Mr. Gavriel said to himself as he became alert and looked beside him. He turned to the other side of the bed, but Christina was not there.

' Goodness! That was a big relief,' he said. He sat up on the bed and took a deep breath.

Then he got up from the bed as he took his time to remember how he got to his room, and when he could not recall, he wondered how he slept so deeply not to recall how he got to his room.

"It possibly can't be Christin