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“Are you not happy?” Jeffrey noticed the shift in her mood.

Andrea didn’t answer, thinking to herself, ‘Jeffrey had said before that as long as | didn’t go after Rebecca, he

could tolerate my schemes. Does that mean he can acceptfeeling jealous?’

Jeffrey subtly pulled his hand away from hers and tucked sstray hair behind her ear. “Why aren't you saying

anything?”

“I'm just afraid that if | say I'm unhappy, you'll get upset,” Andrea said, her courage faltering, sounding a bit

pitiful. “I get that you want to spend twith Rebecca and Samuel, but...”

“But your possessive side doesn’t wantto go, right?” Jeffrey read her thoughts.

Andrea bit her lip. “That's right.”

Jeffrey kept his gaze on her.

“You toldI'm the most important person to you.” Having broken the ice, the rest ceasier. “But you keep

puttingsecond for them. It hurts.”

“Andrea.” Jeffrey’s tone shifted. His sudden seriousness gave her a bad feeling.

The next second, Jeffrey’s words slipped out. “You should know better than anyone why I said those things.”

Andrea stiffened, her breath hitching for a split second.

“You're not fully recovered yet. | shouldn't bring this up,” Jeffrey said calmly, adjusting the hair slipping over her

shoulder. “But you're in too deep.”

“That's not...” Andrea panicked.

“Letting this continue will only lead to one outcome.” His hands remained gentle even as his words cut deep.

“You know | don’t want anyone's affection except Rebecca's.”

Those simple sentences shattered Andrea's heart like dropped porcelain.

She wanted to explain, but every excuse turned to ash under the weight of the recent event.

She had thought Jeffrey was asking about her feelings because he understood and wanted to give her special

treatment, but now she realized that was just his way to get her to speak up about what was on her mind.

And she had truly fallen for it.

“I'm grateful to you, and | really want to take care of you.” Jeffrey felt a drop of water land on his hand, realizing

it was her tear. “I'll keep every promise | made.”

“There's no need to say anything more.” Andrea forced a bitter smile.

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Jeffrey didn’t say anything else.

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The moment her tears fell onto his hand, Jeffrey knew that aside from Rebecca, he wouldn't care about anyone

else’s feelings anymore. When Rebecca cried, his heart ached, and he’d do whatever it took to comfort

her.

Andrea’s crying didn’t stir a single ripple in his heart. He knew it was heartless to feel this way toward the person

who saved his life, but that’s just how he was.

“Will you ever treatwell again?” Andrea lifted her head after crying for a long while, her eyes red as she

stared at him.

“I'll give you everything | promised,” Jeffrey replied gently. “What | didn’t promise... | can’t offer.”

Andrea understood. At that moment, she realized how foolish her delusion of being loved by him truly was. This

man simply didn’t possess sympathy.

“Get srest early.” Seeing her silence, Jeffrey knew she’d grasped his meaning. “Go have fun with your

friends tomorrow. I'll cover the expenses.”

Andrea replied, “Okay.”

It was the first tshe hadn't bid him goodnight.

As she lay in bed resting, she realized how foolish she'd been to use her poor health as an excuse, asking him to

favor her a little until she recovered and to avoid saying things that would upset her.

That twhen she'd hinted at taking things further with him, his response-“The priority right now is for you to

focus on recovering“-had actually been a gentle warning.

Yet despite this, he'd still given her the answers she wanted to hear when she pressed him later.

Back then, she’d believed that given enough time, she’d becsomeone special in his heart.

Now she understood-no matter how much tpassed, regardless of how tenderly he treated her or how much

he indulged her along the way, there would never be room for her in his heart.

But... It was impossible not to fall for someone like Jeffrey.

Even knowing her demands could damage his relationship with Rebecca, he’d still honored that promise.

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The next morning.

Rebecca had just gotten up to make breakfast when she saw Jeffrey already there. He was dressed in casual dark

clothing, a rare break from his usual suits, his left hand holding a steaming bag of breakfast.

“Is Samuel still asleep?” Jeffrey set the food on the table, asking casually.

“Yeah,” Rebecca replied.

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Jeffrey paced further into the room.

Rebecca stopped him. “What are you doing?”

“Waking him up,” Jeffrey answered.

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Rebecca could only trail off, convinced Jeffrey had cto ruin her holiday rather than celebrate it. “The

amusement park doesn’t open this early. Let him sleep in.”

“Your call.” Jeffrey halted, his tall frmaking the room feel unusually cramped.

For a fleeting moment, Rebecca contemplated ejecting him. “Wait next door,” she instructed, acting on impulse.

“Ill fetch you when Samuel wakes up.”

Jeffrey's gaze swept over her, weighted with silent appraisal.

Discomfort prickled Rebecca’s skin under his scrutiny. “Why are you staring at me?” she challenged, brows

knitting defensively.

“Are you scared?” Though it was phrased as a question, his tone carried absolute certainty.

Rebecca didn’t want to engage. The more she said, the more mistakes she might make.

The next moment, a warm hand gripped her wrist. Jeffrey’s large hand pulled her close before she could speak.

“Chere.”

Rebecca collided against his chest, enveloped in his familiar scent-clean and comforting. For a split second, she

felt transported back to the past.

“Let go.” She pushed against him.

“You could be louder,” Jeffrey murmured, the feel of her in his arms soothing something restless inside. “Wake

Samuel up, why don’t you?”

Rebecca struggled, but Jeffrey pressed his face against the curve of her shoulder. “Stay still,” he rumbled. “Let