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Chapter 107
“You’re such an ungrateful man. How paranoid!”
Renee walked out of the chamber in a huff, unable to stop herself from cursing out loud.
She must be crazy. Why bother being kind to him? She was angering herself for nothing. With this
much time, she could have gone home to enjoy a bath, catch up on a show, and eat and
drink.
Lurch had been waiting outside, and when he saw Renee coming out of the memorial chamber, he
hurriedly greeted her. “Miss Everheart? Why so quick?”
“That ungrateful man is accusing and upsetting me. Why should I stay?”
“How is that possible?”
Lurch continued begging shamelessly, “You know Master Hunt’s nature. He’s stubborn and harsh but
doesn’t actually mean it. Please help him. Urge him to eat and treat his wounds, or he might just not
get through the night.”
“I refuse!” Renee gritted her teeth, her face tense. “He said his life or death had nothing to do
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“Oh, no! Master Hunt fell…” Lurch shouted anxiously, “Miss Everheart, help! He’ll die at this
rate!”
Renee shut her eyes, stomped her foot, and turned around to go back. She thought, ‘Stefan, I’ must
have owed it to you in my past life!’
Stefan did fall to the ground. His forehead was clammy, enduring the pain from the whipping.
“Why are you back? Get out!”
Stefan was still arrogant even when he was this weak.
“Shut up! You idiot!” Renee directly stripped Stefan’s clothes without saying a word more.
Stefan had strong shoulders with perfectly toned muscles on his broad back. The whip marks on his
slightly tanned skin gave him a kind of charm.
“Ahem!”
Renee’s mouth watered at the scene. She gulped and cleared her throat in an attempt to cover up her
racing heart.
Although weak, the sharp-eyed Stefan had a clear mind and he easily saw through Renee’s
attraction to him. “Woman. You enjoyed touching and pinching me so much the last time. Are you trying
to take advantage of me again?” he asked with a cold face.
“What a narcissist! You talk too much!”
Renee’s face changed. She was so angry that she accidentally spilt a large amount of ointment on
Stefan’s wound.
Stefan frowned from the pain and was dripping sweat. Soon, a coolness surrounded him that gradually
eased the pain. His wounds no longer hurt as much as they did.
Renee continued treating his wounds, this time more gently than before. Stefan’s furrowed brows
slowly relaxed.
Renee’s fingers were slender and soft. When she stroked his back, it felt like his feathers getting
ruffled, sending a tickling sensation that went straight to his heart.
“That’s great! Master Hunt is rarely so docile, but Mrs. Hunt always has a way!”
Lurch, who was hiding outside the chamber, quietly peeked into the chamber and muttered to himself.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn their four years of marriage, this was the first time he was seeing Master and Mrs. Hunt being so
harmonious and warm. The extraordinary moment moved him to tears.
Suddenly, Lurch felt an oppressive aura looming from from behind He looked back and almost
had a heart attack.
“M-m-master…”
“What are you doing sneaking around in the middle of the night?” Old Mr. Hunt questioned
with a cold face.
“Master, it’s… It’s not what you think. Mrs. Hunt, she…” Lurch stammered, trying to explain
himself.
Old Mr. Hunt looked away and said, “I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but I didn’t see
anything.”
After that, Old Mr. Hunt left as if nothing had happened, but he could not hide the smile on his
face.
Lurch then came to a sudden realization.
‘Amazing! That’s brilliant!’ Lurch thought to himself. Old Mr. Hunt’s tactics were clearly brilliant. As
expected, the older you got, the wiser you became!