[46] No regrets

~Earl's POV~

I gingerly walked into the front door of my Manor, it was barely an hour after dark,  the evening was quite chilly. 

I had driven myself so no one would know I was in town till I got back home.

"The boss is here!." I heard one of the guards outside yell as he picked my suitcase from the booth.

The manor was relatively too quiet but at this moment I didn't really care, I needed the peace and quiet.

"Welcome back Sir, may I make you something?." The cook approached me as I got to the hallway.

"I won't be having dinner." I muttered and kept walking.

"I am not to be disturbed, is that clear?." I said lastly and the maid nodded.

I finally got to my study, switched on the lights and closed the door.  it was my place of peace.

I sank into my arm chair and let my grief sink in the more. 

As always my glass cup and a bottle of champagne was on my table, I reached for the bottle and poured m