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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at the bedspread, now crumpled in

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muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me,

on the back of

do this?"

with a leg injury, he was astonishingly

way," he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh. You're okay with

had earned my trust,

spoke too

he rolled my dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally

instant his fingertips brushed against my skin. I let

from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused,

imperceptible trace of

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

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

of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and festive glow,

to drift

alone, quietly enduring without anyone to lean

been

attention

with unwavering patience for nearly two hours.

to creep in. It didn't

You can stop. Aren't your

fine. Are you sure you're feeling

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

knees buckled, and before I knew it,

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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 to

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

chuckled softly, his tone carrying a trace

still feel the lingering warmth of his fingertips on my

I was too exhausted to dwell on it

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

down

"All the Boltons,

the tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as an opportunity to smooth things

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

the journal well, so it shouldn't have been

the key

go

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

last night's incident, as he'd predicted, I was starting

leg? If it does, maybe

done so much for me; I wanted to