Chapter 23
The next day, Jack didn’t leave.
Instead, he rented a spare room from one of the villagers and settled in like he planned to stay.
Meanwhile, Olivia and Charlie didn’t wake up until nearly noon. After getting a literal taste of intimacy, Charlie turned into a whole new man–gentler, more attentive, doting to the point of ridiculous.
He treated her like she was made of glass. Even insisted on helping her put on her socks and shoes.
“I told you I’m fine,” Olivia muttered, face flushed with embarrassment. But Charlie was already kneeling down in front of her.
He gently lifted her foot onto his thigh, rolled the sock up her ankle, then slipped her foot into the shoe. Same with the other. Only when both were on did he stand up, grinning like a fool, his eyes practically crinkling with happiness.
“Just rest today, okay? I’ll head out to the fields myself. No need for you to get worn out.”
Faced with that kind of open affection, Olivia could only nod.
If someone had told her months ago that she’d one day fall for a rugged farmer from the countryside, she would’ve laughed them out of the room.
She was born into privilege–pampered, polished, wanted by dozens. No way would a man like Charlie have even made it onto her radar.
But time and tenderness had a way of changing people.
In the quiet warmth of life here, Olivia had been moved–and last night, when they finally came together, it hadn’t been out of duty or impulse. It was her choice.
Sitting at the edge of the bed now, she found herself blushing at the memory. She shook her head and decided to get some fresh air. Maybe pick a few vegetables.
She had barely stepped out the door when she saw him.
Jack. Standing just a few feet away.
He looked like he hadn’t slept all night—dark circles under his eyes, face drawn and weary. But the moment he saw her, his expression lit up with hope.
“Olivia.”
He said her name with restraint, as if afraid he’d scare her away.
She didn’t flinch. Didn’t even blink.
“You believe me now, don’t you?”
She knew he’d been there all night. Knew he’d heard everything. That had been the point. She’d staged the whole thing so he’d give up and finally leave. What she didn’t expect… was that he’d stay.
Jack’s face flickered with embarrassment–he knew he’d been caught. But he didn’t back down.
“Olivia, I don’t care about that. I don’t care what happened between you two. I know you don’t love him. You did it to spite me, and I deserved that. But I’ve learned my lesson. I’ve changed. The only woman I love now is you. Olivia, I’m sorry.”
He looked straight into her eyes, waiting, hoping–because he remembered how much she used to love him. He thought all he had to do was apologize, and she’d fall back into his arms.
“You don’t need to apologize. That’s all in the past. There’s nothing between us anymore.”
Seeing her walk away again, Jack reached out and grabbed her wrist, panic creeping into his voice.
“Olivia, please–if you don’t believe me, come back with me. I already talked to Emily. And I told your father I want to marry you. I’m serious about this!” The more he said, the more impatient she got. She yanked her arm out of his grasp, her voice sharp. “I’ve said it clearly enough, haven’t I? Jack, I don’t love you anymore. Staying here was my choice!”
Jack froze, stunned.
“You don’t love me? Then what, you love him? That guy? Even if you don’t want me anymore, you don’t have to stay here living like this!” Chapter 23
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