NovelOnlineChapter 3327 Thus, Waylen had to step in and overlook the Fowler Group in Marcus, while Rena made visits to Marcus and absence, frequent Melissa, occasionally bringing along supplements for them.
They found reliable assistance in managing the household and caring for the children.
Initially, Melissa anticipated challenges during Marcus' temporary blindness, but to her astonishment, his vision fully returned in less than two weeks.
On that particular night, as the moon descended slowly, Melissa tucked the children into bed.
Marcus had drifted off to sleep in the rocking chair.
Upon awakening, he was met with a clear sight.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn disbelief, he reached out, finding everything startlingly sharp.
Relaxing in his chair, Marcus felt an overwhelming sense of contentment.
Footsteps approached the master bedroom door, his heightened hearing picking up the voices of Melissa and Minnie.
Minnie bounded in first, eager for affection.
Marcus scooped up the furry companion, stroking her belly.
Turning his attention to the door, he inquired softly, "Did you feed her?" 's BunnyBookery Melissa paused, gazing at Marcus before squatting beside him, her touch gentle as she caressed his knee.
"Feeling better today? Any improvement in your sight?" Marcus fixed his gaze ahead, slowly shaking his head.
Melissa studied him for a moment before resting her head against his lap, whispering softly, "I truly hope your vision returns soon.
" Marcus bowed his head, tenderly running his fingers through her hair.
In a raspy tone, he murmured, "I just woke from a nap, feeling a bit sweaty.
Could you assistwith a shower?" Throughout his period of blindness, Melissa had been aiding him in bathing and everything, so she readily agreed to his request.
With a nod, she replied, "I'll fetch the bathrobe.
" Yet, as she began to rise, her wrist was gently grasped.
In a husky voice, Marcus insisted, “No need! I'll manage once I'm done.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm" Melissa offered a faint smile.
"Alright.
Still seated in the chair, Marcus watched as she knelt beside him? unbuttoning his garments.
She started with his white shirt, deftly undoing each button before o m loosening the fabric from his waistband.
As she worked, she remarked softly, likeyou "You don't seem like you exercise much. How do you have abs? Aren't office-bound men supposed to sport paunches?" With a light touch, she grazed his abdomen.
Marcus' breath hitched.
He met Melissa's gaze, his voice huskier now.
"Abs cfrom managing body fat.
" Melissa withdrew her hand, continuing to assist him with his attire.
Slender and agile, her touch lingered, whether intentionally or not.
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