Following his discharge, Jessie hadn't revisited nor contacted him.

Within the villa's upstairs master bedroom, Albert donned a white shirt, its hem loosely untucked from his trousers, epitomizing casual dress.

He stationed himself by the French window, phone in hand.

Amidst his hesitation to dial Jessie, the door swung open, and Jeslyn, clad in a charming skirt, scampered over, proclaiming, “Daddy, Elsie's taking me out for ice cream!"

Upon hearing her words, Albert's brow furrowed slightly.