Melody chuckled and nodded, voice light. “Of course. I’ll take good care of Eddie. Inside the master attended to Edward, administering massages and applying oils to his body. After his bath, she emerged from bathroom clad in a pristine white lace nightgown. her with a cool, gaze, Edward spoke, his cutting. “Melody, isn’t here. Aren’t you tired this charade?” “Are you truly intent sharing a bed with me tonight Edward scrutinized the accounts Melody had transferred his funds into all belonging to YM Capital, a small but significant asset by her Martin. He discerned her intentions: money had given her business ventures rather than personal expenses. “As your husband, not natural for us to share a bed? Melody retorted. you persist in guarding your innocence?” Melody smirked mischievously, her clear apricot eyes twinkling with mischief. With deliberate she approached, contours her figure accentuated by the white silk nightgown. She leaned in, tempting to his guard. She moved with calculated steps, the contours her youthful form by the delicate embrace of a white silk nightgown. As she stooped down, her curves held a subtle allure, coaxing defenses falter. Edward a sardonic grin, playful as he quipped, “If you comfort bed, by all means, help yourself. You’re well lay a hand on you. His gaze over her figure, devoid any emotion. in therapy required a acknowledged all too well. For her brazenly approach the bed seemed almost like to him. Melody leaned closer, fingers reaching unruly black locks, a light chuckle escaping her lips. “Edward, are sulking can’t have me?” “Poor thing. I suppose I’ll retire for night. With that, she ascended the bed, taking her the far side. The distance between bodies was substantial enough to accommodate several more. A woman shouldn’t yield to a man so easily. contrast, might more enduring impression! for Edward, sleep eluded him more. The warmth presence felt tantalizingly yet painfully distant. and turning until midnight finally snapped in frustration, “You wicked woman!” 11:43 Sep 15 Gb 18 Feeling Cherished But there no reply–she had already off to sleep. Had he a promise Grandma… to take me? +5 Free Coins At the crack dawn, Melody her slumber constant stream people entering exiting the bedroom had disrupted her rest. Irritated by the lack of proper sleep, she was on the brink unleashing her frustrations on someone. However, was met with Bernard’s respectful presence at wardrobe door. upon her “Madam, you’re up. Moore has instructed that your attire must uphold the dignity and pride the Moore hence, only garments of superior quality are deemed acceptable. The room has revamped to showcase a plethora of designs from top–tier brands, you to select at leisure off guard by the sudden change, wrapped herself in a coat and hurried barefoot dressing room. Within, an array bespoke and limited–edition handbags from renowned designers adorned the walls. Edward had her what once envied in Suzanna; some pieces even surpassed hers in opulence craftsmanship. A warmth swelled within her as examined each item, admiring their elegance and allure. A sensation unfamiliar her stirred. Was this what it to be cherished by someone? “Edward, you know how to bring joy to a girl,” she to herself. Her gleamed delight as she changed into a luxurious red dress hastened. Boldly swinging open the door, she entered purpose, her sights set on Edward. Draping her arms that were adorned in vibrant red around neck, Melody planted on his cheek. Moore, your generosity knows no bounds. moved to tears by financial prowess!” excitement was palpable, and Melody eyes alight joy. to her, sat across the desk, her expression one of disbelief. was by Melody’s sudden display of affection. His demeanor stiffened as he gently pushed her away, cautioning. “Melody, with decorum. Moore, if you reject my advances once more, I will be forced to inform Old Madam Moore of your peculiar attachment Bernard!” Sep 15 ) · Chapter 18 Feeling Cherished. Felicity, who had faint scars left from her previous allergic reaction, had originally to find Melody. However, she was stopped by Edward the master and to sit in the study, waiting for Melody. Felicity, scars from prior reaction, had to seek out Melody. However, she herself detained by Edward outside master bedroom, confined to the study. To her astonishment, she upon a startling revelation! With a scoff, mused aloud, “Well, this was certainly worth the wait!” Bernard, the solitary man who had entered study, remained perplexed by Felicity’s cryptic statement. Women, he mused, are an enigma. Whether he’d fathom their intricacies remained uncertain.