Tamara wanted to ignore it at first. It wasn’t a deep wound, to begin with. It would heal fine on itself.But James insisted on patching it up, and Tamara was too tired to argue with him.After the doctor patched her up, the nurse brought in dinner.The two people sat across from each other, eating their meal quietly. Tamara avoided eye contact and kept her focus on the food, aware of James’ gaze drifting toward her from time to time.Tamara ignored him.James kept glancing at her. The only reason why Tamara was eating with him was because of that person.This piqued James’ curiosity.After dinner, Tamara sat on the couch and scrolled through her phone.James muttered faintly, “It’s getting late. Aren’t you going home to rest?”Tamara groaned, “I will.”With that, Tamara left the room.James gave his bodyguard a look. “Follow her. Make sure she doesn’t come in contact with anyone.”“Yes, Mr. Gladwell,” complied the man.…Tamara went straight home to the Moore manor. The
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