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

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washed over me, making me almost

chin on the back of

do this?"

with a leg

it up along the way," he said casually.

skillful hands had earned my trust, so I nodded.

spoke

thigh, the heat that

his fingertips brushed against my skin. I let

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

a faint, almost imperceptible trace

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

I couldn't ignore the sensation of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts

fluttering down under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and festive glow, creating

to

with my injuries alone, quietly

been focused on

attention

here was Carter, massaging me with unwavering patience for nearly two

started to creep in. It didn't seem fair for him to keep going

You can stop. Aren't your hands

smiled faintly. "I'm fine. Are you

and spun around in front of

I knew it, I

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

the bed, pulling the covers tightly around myself until I was cocooned. From

softly, his tone carrying

moment passed, I could still feel the lingering

to dwell

morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have invited you over for

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

"All the Boltons,

simple family dinner. Given the tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as

personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd been through in recent years-especially Anna's actions against

so it

day, that journal would become the key evidence to take Anna

go

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

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

the way, does massage help your leg? If

me; I wanted to return the