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Chapter 30-conditions

Natasha's POV

I naturally had no idea that Jaclyn Dills had such a mindset.

Now, I truly feel like I've been through the wringer, unable to move a single strand of hair as Jaclyn Dills bathes me, wipes my body, and casually massages and applies oil.

He helps me into a bathrobe and dries my hair.

I let Jaclyn Dills handle the entire process, behaving exceptionally well. It's as if I've suddenly gained enlightenment, and Jaclyn Dills takes care of me effortlessly.

He tidies me up, carries me downstairs, places me in a chair in the dining room, serves breakfast in front of me, and then sits beside me, eagerly watching me eat. It really startles me.

To be precise, this is no longer breakfast; I glance at the antique clock in the living room corner, and it's already past ten.

What embarrasses me is that I remember we started our activities from the living room last night, and it was so intense – floor-to-ceiling windows, carpets, stairs. It shouldn't be so organized and neat now.

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