ating her existing injuries until every part of her body was a symphony of pain

to get to the old Barnes estate. She had to rec

e when Kaden appeared at the bottom, hi

the main house," Harlow replied,

o say something when Brittaney's cheerful v

old lady, Harlow?" Brittaney descended the stairs, delibe

and continued tow

rm, his grip like iron. "You're not going anywhere. B

in for her simple, worn dress. "I'll give you some mo

ars, he had never once offered to buy her anything. His sudden

her voice like ice. "I ha

Kaden gestured to his gua

he back of the limousi

e to another, her energy boundless, her laughter echoing through the mall. Ha

t, buckled with every step. Finally, she couldn't go on. The bags slipped from her numb finger

smile on her face. "Tired alrea

doing this on purpose, savoring every moment of her suffering. There

hed herself off the wall an

wasn't finis

n, Brittaney pointed to the moun

paper, looked up. He didn't even g

. there are maids for that

eat-drenched face. For a fleeting moment, a flicke

in her eyes. "Oh, never mind. It's fine. I'll do it myself.

expression hardened instantly

d there? What's wrong with you washing a few clothe

arder than any physica

ven after five years as the lady of the house, in

rned and began carrying the

arms around Kaden's neck. "Oh, Kaden, yo

lgent, followed her. "An

ilks and fabrics piled in the laundry room

ing had reopened the wounds on her back. Her leg was swollen and hot to th

ion blurring. She made it to her bedroom be

ile white room. A nurse was adjusti

ver. Mr. Barnes brought you in himself. He was very worrie

ful jolt. Kaden? Worried about her?

o her room

s rage. He was holding a pistol, and he presse