Chapter 88

Chapter 88:

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Hickeys bloomed across her neck, a trail of bruised red where his mouth had lingered. They were bold, scandalous, and impossible to miss.

She yanked a high-collared dress over her head, trying to hide every trace. Damien was infuriating. He could stroll out calm and smug, while she was left to face the world like this.

She lingered in the room longer than she meant to, waiting until her stomach’s hungry growl finally drove her out. Unable to put it off any longer, she slipped out of the bedroom.

The living room, normally alive with the servants’ footsteps and chatter, lay in hushed stillness. A lavish breakfast spread gleamed on the dining table, perfectly arranged.

In an instant, it clicked for Cathryn. Damien had clearly sent the staff away, knowing how shy she was, leaving her free to eat in peace.