10. She's faking it

The women hesitated, eyeing each other before one answered, removing Jada's pajamas off her shoulders, "He's in the dining room, waiting on you."

Slowly, she stepped into the tub, and the water held her like a comforting embrace, her body sinking into the warmth. The women surrounded her, their hands cupping water and cascading it over her shoulders, tracing delicate lines along her arms.

Each touch and stroke was filled with care and tenderness as the women worked silently, their movements gently. Jada closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations that washed over her, allowing herself to be enveloped by the healing ritual.

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The dining room carried tension with just a look from Chase as he stared away from his mug and focused on his assistant.

Standing before his boss, Jacob frowned as he said, "It's been a month. She is healed... Why are you helping her, master?"

As Chase set his tea down, his piercing blue eyes narrowed. He studied Jacob's face for a moment be