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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.

his

impatiently, her hands poised on either side of his

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

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

at the scars that had adorned it. Yet there was no judgment within her eyes; it was only

scars hidden from her in her previous life. Even on

her eyes, his voice strained and low. "Mel, don't look," he urged, his tone carrying a

It's too unsightly

be frightened; you'll

bear to see that look

It was as if her empathy had pierced through his defenses, momentarily melting

a 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?

He wouldn't be fooled.

seen enough? Edward's voice cut through Melody's thoughts,

behind a calm facade. She

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with caution, to wait and

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the massage," she replied, injecting a playful tone into her words to

inwardly,

This girl is incorrigible.

but notice her skilled technique. Her touch

a masseuse before?" Edward inquired, his curiosity piqued by

technique is quite

he removed his earphones. A sheepish smile danced on his 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

but

receiving Edward's compliment, Melody offered a modest smile before sharing a glimpse into

she explained. "In my efforts to aid him, I delved into research to prevent muscle atrophy and honed my finger strength by practicing on a wooden

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

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

yet," Melody admitted with candor. "I'm ceasing my efforts to continue with

see you recover and regain the admiration of

never regained the ability to stand up after experiencing the

tone, her words ignited a flicker of

Edward interjected, his expression clouded with thought. His pallid complexion contrasted starkly with the white silk shirt draping his chiseled frame, emanating an aura of

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