Since scraping her knee, Beauty had been playing the role of an invalid at home, holed up in her room all day without even venturing downstairs.
Even if she managed to sneak back to her own room, Lucas would inevitably drag her into his by nightfall.
But something felt off lately—Lucas had been acting strangely around her.
She couldn't shake the suspicion that he'd caught her snooping through his photo album.
The way he looked at her sometimes was... unsettling.
Finally, her wound had mostly healed, and the special leave Lucas had granted her was up.
The day she returned to work happened to coincide with the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the company's new branch.
Trailing behind Lucas, she bounced around in her flat shoes like a miraculously recovered cripple.
"Beauty, is your knee completely better now?"
Sarah spotted her immediately and hurried over to greet her.
