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Jennifer quickly stood up, clearing her throat as she replied, “Well, you’ll just have to discover those things gradually.”
Timothy’s expression softened a bit. “It’s time for your medication.”
Before long, Eric arrived with the medicine–treatment for gastrointestinal
issues. As Jennifer looked at the
medicine, a wave of emotions washed
over her.
“What’s wrong?” Timothy leaned closer. “Is there an issue with the medication?”
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She admitted, her voice steady but tinged with sadness, “No, it’s not the medicine.
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It’s me. Ever since Sarah joined the Hargreaves family, whenever I got sick, I had to deal with it all on my own. No one cared whether I took my medicine or how I was feeling.”
Her brothers‘ attention seemed permanently fixed on Sarah, as if Sarah were the only sister that mattered.
Jennifer felt invisible, forgotten. It had been ages since anyone bothered to check if she was taking care of herself.
Timothy listened, absorbing her words. Jennifer’s tone was calm, as if she were recounting someone else’s suffering, not
her own.
A surge of anger bubbled up inside him. Timothy mused, “How could the
Hargreaves family mistreat my fiancée like this?”
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He pressed his lips together, his voice low and firm. “From now on, no one in the Hargreaves family will dare treat you like that again.”
Jennifer’s gaze shot up, locking onto his.
For a moment, they held each other’s eyes, a silent understanding passing between them before they both instinctively looked away.
Something had shifted, but neither was ready to confront it.
Jennifer took her medication, and once Eric left, an awkward silence settled
between them.
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After a moment, Jennifer broke the ice. “How about you give me a tour of the house? It’s my first time here, and I’d love to see Madam Clark’s renovations.”
He said, “The scenery is actually quite nice. If you ever need to unwind or go horseback riding, you could stay here for a few days.”
As they wandered through the villa, Jennifer pushed Timothy’s wheelchair and admired the numerous oil paintings hanging on the walls, clearly aged and valuable.
This house, steeped in history, couldn’t possibly be the dangerous place the rumors suggested.
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It was amazing how gossip could distort reality.
After their tour, they returned to the bedroom, which held only one bed and lacked the necessary supports for Timothy.
“You sleep here. I’ll take the guest room, Timothy said, looking at her.
Concern creased her brow.
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Finally, she couldn’t hold back. “Why don’t you stay here, too? This place is different from home, and there aren’t any supports for you. I worry you might hurt yourself alone.”
Timothy’s gaze froze, his eyes resting on her.
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He hadn’t expected her to invite him to stay.
Turning his wheelchair to face her, Timothy asked, “Do you know what it means to invite a man to stay?”
He didn’t hide his intentions, and Jennifer felt her cheeks heat up.
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After a moment of hesitation, she replied, “Well, we’re all adults here. Besides,
Madam Clark wouldn’t want you to get
hurt. I promised her I’d take good care of you.”
Sharing a bed didn’t necessarily mean anything would happen.
She recalled the two times they had
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shared a bed before, both instances
clouded by circumstances that had left them less than rational.
But when Timothy heard her mention Angelina, the hope in his eyes dimmed.
He turned his wheelchair slightly. “But I’m not in need of a caretaker.”
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Jennifer stepped forward, gently stopping his wheelchair. Leaning close, she whispered, “What about a warm bed, Mr. Clark?”
In an instant, Timothy’s gaze darkened, and he turned his head, pulling her in by the back of her neck, sealing her lips with his.
The kiss swept over her like a tidal wave,
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leaving Jennifer breathless.
Jennifer opened her eyes, meeting his gaze, her heart racing.
To her surprise, she noticed his ears were flushed with color. Unable to resist, she reached up to cover them, realizing he wasn’t as composed as he liked to appear.
In the next moment, Timothy wrapped his arms around her, and they shifted positions, deepening their kiss as they lost. themselves in the moment.
