Late into the night, Stefan returned after seeking justice for his wife from the Scott family.

After climbing the stairs, he first went to Janice's room. He didn't knock, though, figuring they were all probably in dreamland by now, so he didn't want to disturb them. He wondered if Lucinda was dreaming about him?

He stood in front of Janice's room for several minutes before returning to his own.

His big bed was lonely with only his pillow and a thin blanket and no beloved wife in sight.

Unable to sleep with his wife, Stefan could only hug his pillow and brave the rest of the night.

The next day, he woke up at his usual time.

After putting on his sportswear, he prepared to go for a morning run. Just as he opened the door, he bumped into Janice, who was about to head downstairs.

"Janice."

"Stefan, you're up early."

Seeing it was him, Janice smiled and said, "Why not catch some more z's?"

"I'm used to waking up at this time. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Slept like a baby."

After being talked down by Fiona, she wanted to take a break from the mess of her marriage to Nathan and just enjoy the good times with Lucinda. The rest could wait. Less stress, better sleep.

Janice seemed to be in a much better mood today.


Stefan's gaze moved beyond Janice.

"Lucinda's still catching some Z's. She looked so peaceful, so I didn't have the heart to wake her. Go on, Stefan, go get your workout in. I'll whip up some breakfast for you guys."

let's leave that

Stefan followed Janice downstairs.

for you guys. Lucinda's never had my cooking. Back when things were good between

Lucinda and it was Janice's wish, Stefan didn't say

couple of laps in the

busy in the kitchen, with Emma helping her. The two of them were chatting and laughing away. Stefan stood at the

gave a chuckle and

the room, he went right in and saw Lucinda still asleep. He walked over, deliberately sat on

see if his gaze could wake Lucinda from her

Stefan couldn't help but reach out and touch her face

annoying fly. She tried to swat it dead with an electric fly swatter but couldn't find it. So she tried


swatted it away, the

Lucinda got angry and swung her

instead of hitting it, her hand was caught by the fly. But flies didn't have such

only to

have gone to bed with her mother last night, so why

Was she dreaming?

her

a familiar masculine scent

was real;

her away, but he caught her hands, pinning them

advantage of his wife's drowsy state to steal a kiss, grinned like a kid who had stolen

were full of

handsome man every morning was a treat, filling


"Sweetheart."

up, then rested her head on his thigh. "How did you get in? Where's

us. She said

laughed: "My mom's cooking is

cooking, I mean, I really question it. Only my dad can stomach the food she cooks. My brothers and I can't eat it. Every time my mom says she's cooking, my brothers and I

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