Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 189

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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bedspread, now crumpled

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and my stiff calf muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me

reging my chin on the back of my hand. "Carter, how do

do this?"

a leg injury, he was astonishingly

he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh.

trust, so

I spoke

thigh, the heat

fingertips brushed against my skin.

formed on my forehead from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and

trace of something

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

of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts spiraling in directions I

under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights

to drift a

my injuries alone, quietly enduring

always been focused

attention

unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He

feel better, guilt started to creep in. It didn't seem fair for him to keep

much better now. You can stop. Aren't your

fine. Are you sure you're

off the bed and spun around in front of

buckled, and before I knew it, I

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my slender waist, holding me close as his deep, husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If

pulling the covers tightly around myself until

his tone carrying

could still feel the lingering warmth of his

exhausted to dwell on

of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders

paused mid-crunch, beads of sweat rolling down my cheeks.

"All the Boltons,

recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive

personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd been through in recent

journal well, so it shouldn't have been

that journal would become the key evidence to take

go

my room, I took a shower. When I emerged, Carter was waiting for me. with a smile

as he'd predicted, I was starting to feel less

help your leg? If it does,

I

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