Vivienne massaged her forehead, utterly flabbergasted by Maddox’s thoughtfulness.

It was beyond thoughtful—it was downright invasive!

Grinding her teeth, she snapped a picture with her phone and sent it to Jasper.

“Grandpa, please extend my thanks to Uncle Maddox!”

In the stillness of the night, Maddox, lounging in a bath at home and gazing at a photo of his beloved Willa, suddenly felt a chill he had never experienced before.

The next second, his phone rang—it was his dad, Jasper.

Maddox spent the entire night weathering a storm of Jasper’s blistering reprimands, not one word repeated.

Vivienne instructed the maid to return her bedroom to its normal state and to escort Percival to his room.

The maid looked at Vivienne uneasily. “Miss, we only prepared one guest room. The others aren’t ready—there’s not even bedding.”

Just one room?

In a mansion this size, there was only one room available?

You’ve got to be kidding!

Noticing the change in Vivienne’s expression, the maid slowly explained, “Miss, we were notified by Master Maddox too late, so we didn’t have time to prepare. Usually, it’s just us here tending to the house—we weren’t expecting to accommodate any guests.”

Luckily, the staff had the foresight to prepare a clean set of sheets and blankets, preventing the pink surprise from continuing.

But even the staff had not anticipated that Vivienne and Percival would sleep separately.

Thus, there was only one room available.

The maid apologetically smiled. “It wouldn’t be proper to have Mr. Ellington stay in the servants’ quarters.”

Indeed, it would not be suitable for Percival to stay in a servant’s room—not to mention displacing one of the staff.

be, I’ll bunk with Vivienne. You may retire for the

room and shut the door firmly

now alone,

here; there

against the wall

emotions as if he wished to

other wrapped tightly around her waist, their embrace intense

her tenderness and adoration in full

felt the unique intensity of his emotions, responding to them with equal

each other tightly, their embrace full of longing,

fell asleep entwined,

Vivienne stirred, only to find the comforting warmth beside

and heard running water from

Percival was showering.

like a startled doe at

was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

the blanket over her head and

forgotten that she was, in fact, just a

sitting on the

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

was dressed casually, clearly ready for an

Vivienne felt a twinge of disappointment. She

her hair. “What’s

close, her bright eyes glinting. “I was wondering what Mr. Wolf thinks about in

blush crept

already at the bathroom door, peeked out with a playful smile. “I’m going

Percival realized he

bathroom door, “Vivienne, while I showered, I was

sound of a toothbrush cup hitting the floor

deepened, and he contentedly

wits was all part of the

at the breakfast table, where the maid had just prepared

for you, soft in the middle, just how you like it. Here it is, nice and warm. Eat up

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