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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.

a restrained smile touching his lips, while his dark eyes simmered with a dangerous intensity. "Melody, you had better ensure your treatment works, be

yet defiant stance, Melody leaned forward impatiently, her hands poised on either side of his

prefer to undress yourself, or shall I assist you?" Her tone

eyes twitched for a second before he proceeded to unfasten his belt and remove his pants. As the fabric pooled around his ankles, his scarred legs were

the sight, her gaze traveled through his body, gazing at the scars that had adorned it. Yet there was no judgment within her eyes; it was only filled with a quiet intensity. With trembling fingers, she reached

life. Even on the night of their marriage consummation, she had hesitated to explore his body

his voice strained and low. "Mel, don't

It's too unsightly

frightened; you'll

can't bear to see that look in your

within him. It was as

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

He wouldn't be fooled.

seen enough? Edward's voice cut through Melody's thoughts, his hand moving to gently remove

calm facade. She knew that anything she said now would only

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touching you. Oops, I mean, I'll start the massage," she replied, injecting a playful tone into her words to ease

sighed inwardly,

This girl is incorrigible.

Edward couldn't help but notice her skilled technique. Her

masseuse before?" Edward inquired, his curiosity

technique is

lips as he mused to himself, Mr. Moore, I may be mute for

but

Melody offered a

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

strength, so every night, after he falls asleep, I massage his tendons, bones, and muscles," she added, her voice carrying a hint of fatigue, hinting at the burdens she bore despite her youthful appearance. "Practice makes perfect,

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

my efforts to continue with his treatment,

said, "Edward, I'm determined to see you recover and regain the admiration

never regained the ability to stand up after experiencing the plane crash horror. It was a pity, she thought. He

her words ignited a flicker of hope within

idle chatter. Edward interjected, his expression clouded with thought. His pallid complexion contrasted starkly with the white silk shirt draping

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