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old floor until morning. It was Reid who had caused her to hit her head, and he had watched her faint wit

for the bedroom, but Reid was nowhere to be found. There were no traces of anyone having

a simple set of loungewear, changed, and headed downstairs. The house was designed with E

her mother-in-law staring intently at that q

stepped forward to

r coffee cup, lightly sipping as she let out a cold laugh. "You aren't exactly a pampered young miss of the

adn't treated her this way and had even taken her to pick out jewelry. Giselle knew sh

esentful, she prepared to explain, but

his family. Before you arrived, I didn't explain the rules of the Theophilus household.

ous care of him. From now on, you must adjust your sche

her parents-in-law every morning. Giselle had known a little about general household expectations, but the rules here were exce

was already time for lunch, and the wo

s not present. Seeing her look of confusion, Mrs. Theophilus explained that Reid usua

ou looking after him, but if that is all you do, how are you any different fro

ed in the inner study of their wedding suite. After finishing

a book resting on his lap. The curtains were drawn shut, making the room as

till fresh, so she remained cautious a

p at her. "Br

to take it, his gaze lingering on her forehead. In the gloom, that stare was impossible to ignore.

er voice; she was simply exp

poke without a

hought he might possess a shred of concern for others. He

e fruit down and tried to change the subject. "The weather

lamping around her neck. The sensation of pain and the lack of oxygen turned Giselle's face pale.

ritted teeth, "Who ga

angry. She was only trying to play the

Giselle felt as though she had died and come back to life. Her entire body went limp, and she

n his wheelchair, speakin

but her body lacked the strength to support her and flee. A man with such an unpredictable temperament was like a bomb that could explode at an