Butler Jones entered the bedroom after knocking to hand Anne the phone.
"Master wants to speak with you." He said to her noticing how weak she looked.
When Anne extended a hand to take the phone, that was when butler Jones noticed the broken glass on the floor and the drops of blood falling from her hand.
"Mistress...!" He exclaimed but Anne shook her head at him making the butler swallow the rest of his words.
He looked at her face sympathetically then at the broken glass before he hurriedly left the room to call some maids to clean up the glass and help Anne with her injury.
Anne placed the phone against her ear with her left hand which didn't have blood on it.
"Hello?"
"Hey, how are you feeling right now?" She heard Andrew's voice over the phone which held a mix of worry and tenderness at the same time.
"I'm fine, just a headache." She replied.
"Doesn't sound like an ordinary headache Annelise, you sound weak."
