Loved You Once But He's My Forever

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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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glanced down at the bedspread, now crumpled in

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fade, and my stiff calf muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move

on the back of my hand. "Carter,

do this?"

a leg injury, he was

said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh.

hands had earned my trust, so I

I spoke too

my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned with a vengeance, spreading across my

against my skin. I let out

my forehead from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be

a faint, almost imperceptible trace

into the sheets, silently chanting in my head, "You can't see me. You

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

under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and festive glow, creating an almost

to drift

injuries alone, quietly enduring without anyone to

always been

attention

unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He seemed tireless, far more enduring

I was beginning to feel better, guilt started to creep in. It didn't seem fair

better now. You can

"I'm fine. Are you sure you're feeling

the bed and spun around

before I knew it, I fell straight

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slipped around my slender waist, holding 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

the bed, pulling the covers tightly around myself until I

chuckled softly, his tone carrying a trace

the lingering warmth of his fingertips on

was too exhausted to dwell on it and quickly fell

morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs.

rolling down my

"All the Boltons,

tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as an

to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd been through in recent

the journal well, so it shouldn't have been confiscated by

journal would become the key evidence

go get

When I emerged, Carter was

as he'd predicted, I was

your leg? If it does, maybe I could