Spencer was looking through the ajar door and saw Cynthia lying on the bed, while Zachary leaned closer. Then she hugged him and they kissed

Ahem. Someone coughed, and Spencer scurried away, though not without casting a death glare at Ben. Ben only shrugged, and he went to close the door.

Their lips were about to touch, but Zachary instinctively pushed her away. He could pretend to be in a relationship with Cynthia, provided there was no direct contact with her, as he would be repulsed by any kind of skin contact.

Cynthia gesticulated, ‘I didn’t mean it. Someone was peeping on us, so I—’

“I know,” Zachary interrupted. “It was Spencer.”

Shocked, Cynthia bit her lip and nodded.

 

“Thank you.” Zachary left the bed. “Sleep tight.”

Ben was waiting for him outside. “Mr. Spencer has gone back to his room,” he reported once Zachary came out.

 

bedroom, he went to the study. Ben poured a glass of wine for him. “You’re pretending to

noticed too?” Zachary

that much is obvious for me.” Ben smiled. “The same thing goes for Mr. Henry. You can’t fool him

if I don’t go a mile further, that sly old

want Mr. Henry

you mean I have to

apologies, Sir.” Ben

to extreme measures to make him leave. But I don’t really want to do that.

“Good idea.” Zachary squinted.

suggested. “Especially Robbie. He’s really sensitive, and it’s going to hurt

Zachary frowned and

will

be surveying Ashenville Garden for the next couple of days. Ask Cynthia whether she would like to come with me

Ben said. “But

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