Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband by Erin Green

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hapter 12 Scars I Hide

Chapter 12 Scars I Hide

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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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situation. "Feel free to continue as you were."

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

conversation.

and distant demeanor. He glanced sideways at Melody, a restrained smile touching his lips, while his dark eyes simmered with a dangerous intensity. "Melody, you had better ensure your treatment works, be cautioned, his tone laced with a veiled

impatiently, her hands poised on

would you prefer to undress yourself, or shall I assist you?" Her tone was cool and indifferent, a teasing

unfasten his belt and remove his pants. As the fabric pooled around his ankles, his scarred legs were exposed

it. Yet there was no judgment within her eyes; it was only filled

he had kept his scars hidden from her in her previous life. Even on the night of their marriage consummation, she had hesitated to explore his body

voice strained and low. "Mel, don't look," he urged, his tone carrying a mix of concern and

It's too unsightly

be frightened; you'll be

can't bear to see that

was as if her empathy had pierced through his defenses, momentarily melting the facade of indifference

mask of bitterness settling over 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 sorrier for themselves than he did. After all, what was Melody's true motive? Was she feigning pity to gain his trust,

He wouldn't be fooled.

Melody's thoughts, his hand moving

snapped back to reality, masking her emotions behind a calm facade. She knew that anything

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mean, I'll start the massage," she replied, injecting a playful tone into

sighed inwardly,

This girl is incorrigible.

Her touch was both gentle and firm, her hands betraying a surprising

before?" Edward inquired, his curiosity piqued by her

is

lips as he mused to himself, Mr. Moore, I may be mute for now, silence is golden With a shrug. Bernard slipped his earphones back on, choosing to maintain his

but

compliment, Melody offered a modest smile before sharing a glimpse into her

she explained. "In my efforts to aid him, I delved into research to prevent muscle atrophy and honed

she added, her voice carrying a hint of fatigue, hinting at the burdens

"Has his condition shown any improvement?" he ventured cautiously, his focus shifting to the reliability of Melody's

ceasing my efforts to continue

to see you

never regained the ability to stand up after experiencing the plane crash horror.

ignited a flicker of hope

pallid complexion contrasted starkly

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