Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 191 The Journal

My face burned even redder, but at this point, there was no turning back.

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The moment my silk robe slipped to the floor, I collapsed onto the bed like a lifeless doll, burying my face. into the soft silk sheets beneath me.

Out of the corner of my ear, I thought 1 heard a faint chuckle from Carter, though I didn't dare to lift my head and confirm it.

Muffled by the sheets, I muttered, "Carter, you can start now."

To break the awkwardness, I even tried to joke. "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a delicate woman."

"Alright." His laugh was clearer this time, low and warm

Then, he lifted my leg gently.

The unexpected contact made me flinch, my instincts pulling me away.

"Don't be scared, Zoey,"

His soothing tone calmed me, and I forced myself to stay still as he applied a cool ointment to my calf and began spreading it evenly.

The room filled with the faint scent of herbs. The moment his fingers pressed down, I couldn't help but

cry out.

I'm not even using much pressu

"Okay...

Relax."

He started massaging gently. "It might hurt a little at first, but the ointment works best with this technique. You'll feel much better tomorrow."

His words startled me. "Wait, you're going to massage it too?

"Of course. After exercise, you do stretches or use a massage gun to relax your muscles, don't you? This is the same idea. Just think of me as your massage therapist." Think of Carter as a massage therapist. Who in their right mind would dare?

Still, his technique felt surprisingly professional. Each motion pressed perfectly into the tension points along my muscles and tendons.

Gripping the sheets tightly, I clenched my teeth against the pain.

"Just hang in there, he murmured in a low, soothing voice, "A bit of pain now, and you'll feel much better

afterward.

"Alright...

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glanced down at the bedspread, now crumpled in

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fade, and my stiff calf muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move to the next spot. ""How

chin on the back of my hand. "Carter, how do you even know how

do this?"

a leg injury, he was astonishingly

he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh. You're

had earned my trust, so I nodded. "Sure, no

I spoke too

he rolled my dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally

against my skin. I let out

eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be good. Zoey. Just endure it

a faint, almost imperceptible trace of something intimate

face into the sheets, silently chanting in my head, "You can't see

skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts

had begun falling again, fluttering down under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and festive glow,

to drift

my injuries alone, quietly enduring without anyone to lean on.

always been focused

attention

here was Carter, massaging me with unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He seemed tireless, far

to creep in. It didn't seem fair for

much better now. You

"I'm fine. Are you sure

bed and spun around

before I knew it, I fell straight into

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my slender waist, holding me close as his deep, husky voice murmured in

pulling the covers tightly around myself until I was cocooned. From under the blankets, I mumbled,

chuckled softly, his tone carrying a trace of indulgence. "Good

the lingering warmth of his fingertips on

I was too exhausted to dwell on it and quickly

next day, after a grueling morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have invited you over for dinner tonight." The

paused mid-crunch, beads of sweat rolling down my cheeks. "Who's on the

"All the Boltons,

recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as an opportunity to

My old room still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd been through

journal well, so it shouldn't have been confiscated by

that journal would become the key evidence

go get

When I emerged, Carter was waiting for me. with a

he'd predicted, I was starting to feel less shy around

your leg? If it does, maybe I could try

much for me; I