Chapter 8 Boldly Approaching Him. Chapter 8 Boldly Him. +5 Free Coins Upon returning to Moore Residence, Melody was dismayed to find her belongings strewn across the corridor outside the master bedroom. Approaching gracefully, she sight of Bernard poised to discard the medicinal pack she had prepared for Cameron Shield’s treatment. Frowning, she chided him, for Mr. leg treatment. How dare discard it?” suspicions from her past Melody remained wary of Bernard’s intentions, recalling his skepticism towards her before. Bernard, feeling unjustly accused, respectfully explained, Shield, this is at Mr. Moore’s request…” time, he from addressing her as “Madam. Moore’s intentions remained cryptic, Bernard chose not to incur his wrath Melody’s almond–shaped lifted slightly at the corners, the teardrop beneath her left eye enhancing her captivating beauty. Her gaze turned cold she retrieved the medicine pack from her pink lips slightly parted she inquired, “Where is Edward?” tone light yet subtly intimidating. She administered injection to previous night, but effects were temporary. Having administered injection to him the previous night, needed to continue the treatment uninterrupted. Swallowing a gulp, Bernard found himself to be honest. “Rose Chamber,” replied. Recalling preference for the Chamber from her past life, headed towards announcing her return through the glass door, voice and alluring. Moore, I’ve returned!” Even though was seated a wheelchair, Edward exuded a cold his demon–like visage a warning anyone else dare intrude. Upon hearing her voice, his and long eyelashes tremored lightly, casting a faint shadow. dark, cold eyes widened slightly, betraying his emotions. What this young girl consumed to such a melodious voice? Too frivolous. Moreover, why should he care about her return? presumptuous. Chapter 8 Him. Unperturbed by lack of response, Melody entered the chamber, recalling that she was only one Edward permitted so in her past life. Observing her daring move from afar, anticipated downfall. It like it’s time to prepare a bride for Mr. Moore! thought to himself. However, even as time passed, the disaster did not transpire. Within the transparent chambers, Melody knelt before Edward’s wheelchair. Her delicate fingertips. touched his legs, small atop his larger ones. Befuddled, Bernard approached carefully for a inspection. Inside the Rose Chamber, Melody faced displeased Edward. His eyebrows were knitted together, annoyance. her gaze, demanded, “Who gave you permission to enter? Leave. Though Edward’s tone was cold, he continued perusing company documents. Noticing lack of bravely stepped closer, holding a physiotherapy kit. Skillfully squatting before him, she gazed and said, “Mr. has the of night’s injection worn off? Can you still feel anything when I you like this?” Not leaving room for Edward to resist, Melody touched legs with her fingertips. As her hand brushed pants, a faint electricity crackled. He found himself unable at her petite with almond–shaped beneath elegantly eyebrows. The delicate flush of pink on her dimpled complemented her fair complexion, while her captivating, rose–colored lips emanated a magnetic charm. got a hold of he noticed that Melody was getting increasingly bolder with her touch. He gripped armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white. “Melody, release me!” he boomed, his voice traveling the chamber. Leaning down, he grasped her chin, forcing to gaze. “Is this you treat men’s legs?” Even he was wheelchair–bound, the man’s commanding presence remained his tall stature and imposing demeanor exuding an aura of intimidation. Coupled with his rendered him seemingly unapproachable. Nevertheless, Melody remained unfazed. she flashed a teasing smile, her almond- shaped eyes shimmering suggestive glimmer. With silvery, breathy voice, said, “Mr. Moore, treating different from treating… other issues. I am currently addressing your… other issue. 11:40 Sun, Sep 15 G). Chapter 8 Boldly Approaching Him you wish to recover, you must heed my advice. The audacious and remarks captured full attention. He was to the of this bold girl’s resolve. “Is that so?” +5 Free Coins “Why you be willing to devote yourself to a disfigured and disabled man myself?” Edward taunted lightly, a smirk playing on his as his rough fingertips casually against the girl’s silky chin. His touch wandered from her slender neck careless ease…. He knew he could snap it with the of wished. He harbored any woman would marry him without hidden motives. past six brides had all trembled in fear before as he expected. Melody proved be different. Melody’s lips curved into a mischievous smile response to his words. Moore, to have overlooked something. You erection, nor you me with the opportunity to you in regard. this is a standard medical procedure. From a doctor’s perspective, gender holds no significance. “In addressing impotence, it’s essential to assess your capacity for arousal. not overlook. the fundamentals. She from admitting her deliberate attempt at him. The purported assessment served as a mere pretext. With each word she spoke, Melody a clear, unspoken message: do not flatter yourself. I have no interest physicality. Edward found himself aback by Melody’s audacity; his brows furrowed deeper, and expression soured. How dare she! Outside the door, Bernard wide–eyed, by Melody’s bold remarks. 8 Boldly Approaching Him +5 Free Cons Moore had always detested physical contact, and since the plane that disabled, aversion to the intensified. Has he a woman to approach him so intimately freely? Henceforth, refraining from addressing her as “Madam” would be impolite! Melody composed herself and precisely located Edward’s sore points. Massaging his she stated solemnly, “Mr. Moore, treating impotence requires prolonged therapy. “We will to share the same room. Melody the adhesive pads body activated her device. Edward discerned notable differences his body compared to prior evening. His a film of cold sweat emerging his brow, his lengthy fingers tensed around the armrest. His gaze, icy on Melody. Then, his lips slightly, “Does a therapy session extend entire night?” Essentially, Melody was authorized to upon completing the day’s therapy. es and apply “Since your leg muscles I must also administer massages essential oils throughout the night. concurrently impotence and tend your legs. Moore, I pray for your prompt recovery. In previous existence, she had dedicated nights to to…r second brother’s only him to forsake her kindness for Suzanna’s sake. warranted none of her compassion. Melody down, meeting Edward’s gaze. Her resolute eyes seemed to convey a silent promise: “Edward, in this life, nothing the best. will spare no effort to restore your well–being There was glint of in her eyes. that very instant, Edward felt skip in his slow, rhythmic heartbeat… “Well, you may relocate the Edward offered, his deep, voice resonating like music in Melody’s ears. Chapter 8 Boldly Approaching Him Sharing a residence was merely the initial stride. Smiling with contentment, Melody stowed the portable electrotherapy device and retrieved a blend calming essential oils meticulously over a year for her brother, Derrick Shield. Recalling Edward’s chronic insomnia from her past life, she recognized the toll of prolonged wakefulness the system. It fostered and emotional instability, contributing significantly to unpredictable mood swings. Thus, a small measure oil her gently warming it between her fingers. Turning Edward with anticipation, she cautiously, “Mr. Moore, this blend of essential is my personal creation. It calming and properties, conducive to soothing the mind body, thereby sleep. “May offer you a massage?” Melody extended her fair fingertips, the subtle the oil lingering in the air. Edward caught a glimpse of smile and nodded absentmindedly. Bernard observed the scene astonishment. Could believe that a mere vial of essential oil would alleviate Mr. Moore’s insomnia? It appeared to be an insurmountable challenge. However, as he continued to he witnessed Melody standing behind Edward. Her fingertips were infused with soothing aroma, delicately massaging his temples. In response, Edward’s brow eyes closed, and his eased into the wheelchair, his deepening. Bernard’s lips parted in silent surprise. it that Mr. Moore had finally fallen asleep He had been deemed one of most formidable and persistent insomnia worldwide. yet, it seemed that small vial of essential oil had resolved it all.