HIS MAID WIFE
Slowly, he approached her and tenderly brushed her hair from her forehead with his finger.
"I am sorry," Evan whispered softly, a tinge of sadness evident in his voice. His face bore the weight of his regrets as he realized the impact of recent events. Just then, a knock at the door interrupted his thoughts, and without uttering a word, a maid entered the room.
"Sir, the old madam is requesting your presence," the maid informed Evan, her voice respectful and cautious. Evan understood the reason behind his grandmother's summons, and he assured the maid that he would attend to her immediately.