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Bernard swiftly intervened to clear the contents on the computer, bringing an abrupt end to the mysterious sounds resonating in the study. Nonetheless, an uneasy tension lingered in the air.

"Mr. Moore, it seems the treatment has been effective lately," Melody observed, noting the quickening of his heartbeat.

Capitalizing on the moment, Melody extricated herself from Edward's grasp. Though mischief danced in her almond eyes, a flicker of uncertainty passed through them as well. Her gaze met Edward's; his expression was inscrutable yet tinged with a hint of embarrassment. Despite facing his scarred visage head-on, Melody remained unfazed. "Leave," Edward growled, his posture rigid as he shifted in his wheelchair. Releasing Melody, he turned away, his jaw clenched with the force of his command. Undeterred, Melody firmly gripped the wheelchair as Edward attempted to move it. Squatting before him. she met his gaze with determination, her tone serious. "Since the treatment is showing results, we must act swiftly," she urged. "Return to the bedroom. I need to administer the massage and apply the essential oils immediately." With her physiotherapy kit in hand, Melody rose to her feet, ready to proceed.

A look of fear flashed across Bernard's face as he interjected, "Madam, are you certain you're not overstepping?"

She ignored him. Having nearly depleted her savings to procure the essential oils, Melody was resolute in her determination to apply them to Edward that very night. In the bedroom, Bernard lingered on the sidelines, working late into the evening.

Edward relied on his arm strength to settle onto the bed, automatically rolling up his pant leg.

A delicate hand halted his movement abruptly.

Melody positioned the oil bottles near the head of the bed, arching an eyebrow as she addressed Edward. "Mr. Moore, this time... you'll need to remove your pants." A muffled sound escaped Bernard, struggling to contain his laughter as he hastily covered his mouth.

My, the new wife certainly isn't lacking in boldness!

Edward's expression darkened, irritation now directed at Bernard. With a gravelly voice, he retorted, "Do you need to see an otolaryngologist for your throat?" Bernard swallowed nervously, his eyes darting away.

"Bernie, are you lingering here to admire Mr. Moore's long legs or his pert rear?" Melody's words were cutting, leaving Bernard feeling even more feeble and helpless.

"Mr. Moore, I'll take my post outside now, Bernard stammered, eager to escape the uncomfortable

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With hurried steps, Bernard exited the room, promptly donning his earphones to drown out any further

conversation.

restrained smile touching his lips, while his dark eyes simmered with a dangerous intensity. "Melody, you had

Melody leaned forward impatiently, her hands poised on either side

I assist you?" Her tone was cool and indifferent, a teasing smile

he proceeded to unfasten his belt and remove his pants. As the fabric pooled around his

through his body, gazing at the scars that had adorned it. Yet there was no judgment within her eyes; it was only

previous life. Even on the night of their marriage

as he shielded her eyes, his voice strained and low. "Mel,

It's too unsightly

be frightened; you'll be

can't bear to see

stirred within him. It was as if her empathy

his features. He was a mockery-his broken body, even his own family recoiled in horror at the sight of him. No one could. possibly feel

He wouldn't be fooled.

Melody's thoughts, his

reality, masking her emotions behind a calm facade. She knew that anything she said now would only

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start the massage,"

sighed inwardly,

This girl is incorrigible.

Melody's fingers worked their magic. Edward couldn't help but notice her skilled technique. Her touch was both gentle and firm, her hands betraying

before?" Edward inquired, his

is quite

earphones. A sheepish smile danced on his lips as he mused to himself, Mr. Moore,

but

room, upon receiving Edward's compliment, Melody offered

I delved into research to prevent muscle atrophy and honed my finger strength by

after he falls asleep, I massage his tendons, bones, and muscles," she added, her voice carrying a hint of fatigue, hinting at the

as he absorbed Melody's revelations. "Has his condition shown any improvement?" he ventured cautiously, his focus shifting

to continue with his treatment, but that's a topic for

I'm determined to see you recover

demeanor, Melody proceeded to apply medicinal herbs with practiced efficiency. She recalled that he had never regained the ability to stand up after experiencing the plane crash horror.

words ignited a flicker of hope within

clouded with thought. His pallid complexion contrasted starkly with the white

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