Chapter 1952

I thought Robert would bring me nothing but trouble.

That night, he bathed, and I shaved his beard, braving for a scruffy beggar.

But as his face came into view, I realized I'd misjudged. He was handsome, way better than a clean-shaven Crusoe.

Janna, a tough woman in her fifties, softened when she saw Robert's face.

He could stay, but he had to work shirtless in the fields.

I could practically hear Janna's scheming from a mile away. At her age, ogling a guy was no surprise.

Robert woke up early and slept late. He stuck by me through the rough countryside days.

feed stray animals, even if it meant eating less

flaw? He bent

If he thought he'd messed up, he'd

break that habit. The bowing

rooted servility lingered.

talked about his past, and I

got used to him. He was like a


thin together. Most

business to Seamar City. When I mentioned

reaction, wondering what was troubling

opened up about his past. He'd kept it hidden,

spineless to live like that. To high society, he was

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