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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muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move to the

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

do this?"

leg injury, he was astonishingly

picked it up along the way," he said casually. "Alright, next is your

skillful hands had earned my trust,

I spoke

dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned

instant his fingertips brushed against my skin. I let out

pain. His eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be good. Zoey. Just endure it for a bit

a faint, almost imperceptible trace of something

in my head, "You can't see me. You can't see

sensation of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts

of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and

to drift

always dealt with my injuries alone, quietly enduring without

been focused on

attention

two hours. He seemed tireless, far more enduring than any massage

was beginning to feel better, guilt started to creep in. It

I'm feeling much better now. You can stop. Aren't your hands

smiled faintly. "I'm fine. Are you sure

it, I hopped off the bed and spun around in

knew it, I

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around my slender waist, holding me close as his deep, husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If you keep this up, you're going

the covers tightly around myself until I was cocooned. From under

softly, his tone carrying a

the moment passed, I could still feel the lingering warmth of his fingertips on my

I was too exhausted to dwell

reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have invited you over

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

"All the Boltons,

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

held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything

well, so it

day, that journal would become the key evidence

I'll go

took a shower. When I emerged, Carter was waiting for me. with a smile and some ointment. "Come

he'd predicted, I was starting

Carter. By the way, does massage help your leg? If it does, maybe I could try giving

so much for me; I