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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down at the bedspread,

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relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move

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

do this?"

someone with a leg injury,

picked it up along the way," he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh. You're okay with

trust, so I nodded. "Sure,

spoke too

to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned with a vengeance, spreading across

my skin.

sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be

was a faint, almost imperceptible trace

my face into the sheets, silently chanting in my head,

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

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

to

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

been

attention

was Carter, massaging me with unwavering patience for nearly two hours.

was beginning to feel better, guilt started to creep in. It didn't

You

"I'm fine. Are you sure

the bed and spun around in front of him. "Look, I'm perfect...

before I knew it, I fell straight

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in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If you

tightly around myself until I was cocooned. From

softly, his tone carrying a trace of

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

to dwell on it and quickly

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

down my cheeks. "Who's on the guest

"All the Boltons,

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

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

well, so it shouldn't

would become the key evidence to take Anna

go

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

predicted, I

way, does massage help your leg?

so much for me; I wanted to return the