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uick steps, he opened the door for Rachel, but this time, Rachel didn't get out right away. She stood in front of the car, looking at Luc

said quietly, her eyes staring ahead, avoiding Lucian's gaze. "Unless it's at the office, may

ing open-it was a secret. No one knew that he, Lucian, was Rachel's husband, who always appeared cold and professional in front of others. Their m

e stood in front of her, waiting for an answer. "You heard me

what you want," he replied, his voice a bi

d. "You don't have to keep speaking formally to me, unless we're at the office or just

wkward, but of course, he had promised to do what Rachel wanted. There was no r

face. She was curious about what her husband's expression would look like without that barrier. Howeve

trance of the house. Lucian followed behind her, always a step behind,

l you be having dinner right a

first," Rachel replied with a nod, sig

. "Elsa, please prepare dinner for Rachel only. I might be a little late fo

ed as curiosity surfaced. "Why? Did yo

. It's just that there's still some work left unfinishe

sion. "Lucian, all the staff here will surely be confused if you kee

ered their heads, almost embarrassed. "Sorry, I mean..

t before you go back to work. I don't want

leaving Lucian standing below, watching Els

espectfully. Without wasting time, Lucian climbed the stairs to follow Rachel, loosening his tie as he went. He felt the exhaust

and Rachel's room were always next to each other, but Lucian had anticipated from the start that they wouldn't be sleeping in the same room. After all, they were sti

ocking eyes for a moment had his heart fluttering. What would it be like if they had

red for a moment before he decided to freshen up. Having dinner with Rachel was certainly an agend

tight grip on the bed. His instincts kicked in, and he knelt beside her

all a doctor?" Lucian's voice was barely a whisper

ugh it was clear she was struggling to keep conscious. "No doctor... Just..." Sh

ow to help her, but he knew one thing for sure-he couldn't leave her alon

urprisingly tender despite the tension coursing through him. "I'm here, Rac

ords had a small calming effect. Lucian looked around, trying to think of what to do next.

?" he asked, his voice still soft,

ch effort. Lucian knew he couldn't just sit idly by. With a deep breath, he decided to ac

to stay, to be with her. And for once, he realized, the best thing he could do

. "I'll stay here as long as you need me," he murmured, trying to comfort her, though un

elf wishing he could do more, that he could take away h