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. She silently reflected on her recent words, though she couldn't remember everything clearly. To ensure the Theophilus family

id's daily routine and rest schedule. Reid was busy reading, and she didn't dare

Back when she was a student, she had trained as a nurse, so she knew a bit about medicinal cuisine and fo

t where a meal didn't feel satisfying or delicious without it. Since she had suggested eating with Reid, the dishes w

her no reaction when she asked about Reid. Only the older sister, Skye, was willing to answer her questions. From her, G

to know how to cook. Not many girls know their way around a kitchen these days, especially those

inform Mrs. Theophilus that she would be dining with Reid today. Mrs. Theophilus's expression softened consi

en pages but couldn't see the page numbers or even the title. Liv

placed the food on th

hings he liked. He maneuvered his wheelchair toward the table.

ad some experience. Her care for Reid was perfect. Reid narrowed his e

sister Skye usually prepared. There was a hint of fennel in t

lle grew anxious. Was he angry again? In the weak

, Reid finally spoke

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d uttered those few

hopsticks again, she felt relieved and picked up her own bowl. She took a piece of f

meal savory for Giselle. She was so engrossed in her

common servants. Not fearing him and not being overly submissive, she knew instinctivel

floor, Mrs. Theophilus stepped forward to meet her. Looking at the tray in her hands, she saw that the

"Next time, you should prepare a few

iselle hadn't actually planned on cooking again. But hearing Mr

where sister Skye looked on in surprise.

mainly that Giselle herself had eaten quite a bit. She

finished half a bowl of rice. We servants rarely see him, and when we do, we can't see his

dn't tell if Reid

ed why no one dared to approach him or encourage him to be active. Giselle didn't dare to tell him to exercise, but she thought sh

es, she went back up to the study. Reid was a

, if that's alright." Giselle appro

ld, and his voice was even chillier. "Wh

e surely knew she wanted to massage his legs. Her heart skipped a beat, b

ven't left the study all day and have been readi

emphasized eac

ried about what would happen if he asked her to help him bathe again tonight. Setting aside th

hange the subject. "May I a

ing suite this morning, the blank

chair." His voice rem

t. He would rather sleep in a chair than let anyone help hi

hind to push it without a word. She really wanted to go downstai

found an excuse. "Are you thirsty.

am

open her mouth to talk. After entering the room, Reid looked toward her. "Tomo

idn't want Giselle acting like a headless fly, and he certainly did