Chapter 119 Keep Her At Arm’s Length

Linda chose not to delve into the recent events that had unfolded. Instead, she kept the conversation light, as

was her custom.

“Sorry I arrived a bit later than usual today. The chill in the air has settled in. Just stepping from the car made my cheeks feel the bite of the cold. Here, feel it. Isn’t it brisk?”

She gently pressed her cheek against Ernest’s palm as she spoke.

Ernest’s brow furrowed slightly, and a tremor ran through his fingers as he lowered his hand, attempting to

pull away.

Linda’s heart raced.

Was he intentionally distancing himself from her?

Maintaining her composure, she replied with warmth, “Is your arm weary? I apologize for making you hold it

up.”

Ernest opened his mouth, but only a raspy, muffled sound came forth.

Linda instantly grasped his need. After caring for him for so long, she recognized his signals like an old friend.

“You need to use the restroom, right? Just a moment…”

She started toward the bathroom to get his bedpan.

But Ernest tugged at her shirt, shaking his head slowly, his brow knitted in concern.

She understood his gesture, yet confusion washed over her.

“Ernest, I’m your fiancee. We might as well be married, wedding or not. Let me assist you, please.”

Still, he shook his head, his forehead creased in refusal.

With a hand pressed to her temple, she felt a wave of resignation. “Alright, I’ll call the caregiver.”

Ernest had a duo of caregivers, one male and one female.

As Linda stood up, a pang of unease fluttered in her chest.

She really didn’t get it.

What was happening with Ernest? Ever since he regained consciousness, he had been keeping her at arm’s length.

He permitted her to wipe his face and help him sip water, but when it came to using the bathroom or a full-

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Her At Arm’s Length

he insisted on the presence of a caregiver.

Why?

had shared so much intimacy.

at his most

comfort.

still couldn’t articulate his needs, she

later, Hadley meticulously combed through the script, recording her interpretations of

with care.

handed the hefty stack of notes to Adonis.

here you

accepted it, visibly taken aback. “This

a twinge of self–consciousness. “I’ve never tackled anything like this before, so I jotted down every thought that crossed my

the first step toward success. I’ll review

“Okay.”

that Adonis walked away quite pleased.

director, he still had to answer to the producer and the investor.

real power.

face into the fold came with

filming, Elvin sought out

Mr. Faulkner wants you to join us for dinner

for specifics, Elvin winked conspiratorially.

radar for this new project. Don’t sweat it when you meet the producer and the

was a dinner with the big wigs.

unshakeable hesitation, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on why.

she nodded. “Understood.”

Hadley chose a coffee–toned evening gown— elegant and flattering to her

arrived punctually at

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over. “Come on, Mr. Faulkner is

“Alright.”

out a deep sigh, a shadow

asked, puzzled.

furrowed. “Once we get upstairs, no matter what happens,

kind of advice was

began to race.

continued, his voice tense. “I just found out

clueless. She hadn’t officially stepped into the entertainment arena yet. So who was this Wayne Walters? She was in

notorious flaw. He couldn’t always keep his hands to himself.”

Was that really just a mere flaw?

alarm. “With a crowd around, he won’t dare cross the line. Plus, he’s not one of the

envisioned for Hadley was

so he couldn’t risk featuring her too much. Still, this

industry, the producer and backers would at least show some

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