The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1692

Chapter 1692:

The Fords returned to the hotel. Chelsea eyed Jules from head to toe. “Did Michael give you a hard time?”

With how Michael’s attitude had changed, she guessed something serious had happened.

But during the ride, Jules hadn’t shown a hint of it.

Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but Jules gently squeezed her hand, and she lowered her head, eyes brimming with tears. “No. If there’s nothing else, I’ll rest now,” Jules answered.

Chelsea nodded. “Alright.”

Once in his room, Jules went straight to the bathroom.

He undressed and stood under the shower.

Water poured over him, washing away a faint trail of blood.

He braced one arm against the wall, letting the water run down the wound on his back.

It had been years since his last training. His reflexes weren’t what they used to be. That was why he didn’t notice the trap that struck him from behind.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

He turned slightly and saw Rachel walk in, her cheeks red. He frowned.

“Why are you here?”

From where she stood, she could clearly see the injury on his back. Her eyes welled up. She bit her lip and whispered, “I… I came to help you with the ointment.”

Jules stared at her. “Aren’t you afraid of me anymore?”

That simple question brought back memories of their wedding night—memories that still made Rachel blush with embarrassment.

not scared of you. You’re hurt, and it’s not good to leave the wound wet. It could get worse,” she said, her voice

noticed how she avoided eye contact. “It’s not convenient in here. Let’s go

“Alright.”

wrapped a towel around his waist and led her out of the bathroom. They sat on the sofa. Rachel gently dried his back and began applying the ointment. As she touched the injury,

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the window and saw the tears

him, Rachel quickly sniffled

who cried easily. But seeing Jules

my grandfather asked. The training room is meant for Astley family members who

had once told her about his own punishment when he was younger. He’d caused big trouble and was sent there. Even now, he

Michael had forgiven them—had he not, everything Jules had endured would

knew it was her reckless choices that had led them to this point, yet Jules had been

her chest, flooding her with remorse. The pain

saw the guilt pooling in her eyes and comforted her. “What’s done is done. It’s handled now. No need to dwell on

a bit. I’ll get you something

he hadn’t eaten a single thing all day. And Jules knew—if he didn’t accept now, she’d

he reflected on her persistence, something softened in him. The chill

Jayden had adored her

cabinet, and poured himself a drink. As the glass touched

Corrine.

the balcony, glass in hand, and

the line. “So? What magic did you use to flip Michael’s opinion

“Charm.”

“You’re shameless.”

deny it. After a pause, he added, “Franco said Michael just needed a way to vent. So, I offered myself up

were thanks to his rusty form—but part of it had been intentional. A calculated

of acceptance. His way of acknowledging Jules not just as Rachel’s husband, but

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