Vivienne massaged her forehead, utterly flabbergasted by Maddox's thoughtfulness.

It was beyond thoughtful-it was downright invasive!

Grinding her teeth, she snapped a picture with her phone and sent it to Jasper.

"Grandpa, please extend my thanks to Uncle Maddox!"

In the stillness of the night, Maddox, lounging in a bath at home and gazing at a photo of his beloved Willa, suddenly felt a chill he had never experienced before.

The next second, his phone rang-it was his dad, Jasper.

Maddox spent the entire night weathering a storm of Jasper's blistering reprimands, not one word repeated.

Vivienne instructed the maid to return her bedroom to its normal state and to escort Percival to his room.

The maid looked at Vivienne uneasily. "Miss, we only prepared one guest room. The others aren't ready-there's not even bedding."

Just one room?

In a mansion this size, there was only one room available?

You've got to be kidding!

Noticing the change in Vivienne's expression, the maid slowly explained, "Miss, we were notified by Master Maddox too late, so we didn't have time to prepare. Usually, it's just us here tending to the house- we weren't expecting to accommodate any guests."

Luckily, the staff had the foresight to prepare a clean set of sheets and blankets, preventing the pink surprise from continuing.

But even the staff had not anticipated that Vivienne and Percival would sleep separately.

Thus, there was only one room available.

be proper to have Mr. Ellington stay in the servants'

not be suitable for Percival to stay in a servant's room-not to mention displacing one of the

it be, I'll bunk with Vivienne. You may retire

room

alone, shared

mature adults here; there

room, Percival pressed Vivienne against the wall and

out long-suppressed emotions as if he wished to meld her into

with one hand while the other wrapped tightly around her waist, their embrace intense yet restrained. Vivienne quietly reciprocated,

intensity of his emotions, responding to them with equal passion. They held each other tightly, their embrace full of

asleep entwined, fingers

to find the comforting warmth beside her

and heard running water

Percival was showering.

like

was in the

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

at her thought, pulling the blanket over her head

that she was, in fact,

the bed as Percival emerged

clearly ready for an

fleeting moment, Vivienne felt a twinge of disappointment.

hair. "What's on your mind, you

close, her bright eyes glinting. "I was wondering what Mr. Wolf thinks about in the

an instant, a blush crept across

bathroom door, peeked out with a

again, Percival realized he had

knocked on the bathroom door, "Vivienne,

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