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, now crumpled in

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

of my hand. "Carter,

do this?"

a leg injury, he was

it up along the way," he said casually.

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 subsided

fingertips brushed against my skin. I let

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

imperceptible trace

in my head, "You

of his fingertips against my skin.

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

to

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

always been focused on

attention

patience for nearly two hours. He seemed

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

much better now. You

fine. Are

hopped off the bed and spun around in front of him. "Look,

buckled, and before I knew it, I fell straight into his

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murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If you keep this up, you're going

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

carrying a trace of indulgence.

still feel the lingering warmth of his fingertips on

to dwell on it and quickly

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

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 smooth things

items I needed to retrieve,

well, so it

would become the key evidence

I'll go

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

I was starting to feel less shy around

the way, does massage help your leg? If it does,

much for me; I wanted to return