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.

quiet and gentle. He'd feed stray animals, even if it meant eating less

He bent too

I seemed upset, he'd bow. If he thought

that habit. The

rooted servility lingered.

his past, and I never

to him. He was like a guardian,


together. Most

expand the business to Seamar

caught his reaction, wondering what

He'd

knew it was spineless to live like that. To high society, he was just a loyal

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