Nothing happened that night.
The next morning, when Landen woke up, Jennifer was already up and had prepared breakfast. She was sitting on the sofa where Landen had slept the night before.
“Young Master, you’re awake.”
Seeing him open his eyes, Jennifer stood and walked over, sitting on the edge of the sofa beside him.
“Do you have a headache?” she asked with concern.
Landen blinked, then looked around. “Did I sleep here last night?”
“Yes,” Jennifer replied. “You fell asleep on the sofa. I didn’t want to wake you, so I left you there. This sofa can be used as a bed. Was it uncomfortable, Young Master?”