Chapter 3

‘Jewelry?’ I frowned slightly and raised my voice to Bryant, who had just entered the bathroom. “Bryant, Margaret is here. I’m going down to see her.”

Almost instantly, Bryant emerged, his expression colder than I had ever seen before..

“I’ll handle it. You don’t need to worry about it. Go freshen up.” Bryant, always composed and reserved before me, spoke with a hint of unspoken emotion, sounding irritated and anxious.

A strange feeling arose within me. “I’ve freshened up. Remember? I even squeezed the toothpaste out for you.”

“Okay then. Let’s go down together. We shouldn’t keep our guest waiting.” Bryant said.

I grabbed his hand, and we made our way downstairs.

The staircase spiraled elegantly, and halfway down, we could see Margaret sitting gracefully on the sofa in her simple white dress.

She looked up at the sound of our footsteps, her smile serene. When her gaze fell on Bryant and me holding hands, her cup trembled slightly, spilling a few drops.

It must have been a bit hot, and she cried out softly in her flurry, “Ah…”

the cup from her with a mix of panic and haste. “How can you be so careless? Can’t even

no room for argument. He then grabbed Margaret’s hand and brought her

tried to pull her hand back. “I’m fine. You’re making a big deal

up. Burns can scar if not treated properly,

stairs, dazed, watching

sensitive stomach and began to cook. Even though

with him.

time, I accidentally tipped over a pot, and the splashing oil made me clench

always, and said gently, “Are you okay? You go and take care of that.

gentle and caring

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Chapter 3

diary entries about him, marrying him was more

interrupted, “It was lemonade that I got for

my heart felt as if it was

concern, he failed to notice whether the liquid

Margaret some lemonade. It’s cold. It won’t burn.

my gaze,

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