Chapter 118
“I’m not. Honest,” I fibbed.
“Do you want me to send someone over to check?” he asked firmly.
1 was stunned and helpless. “Fine… I got a graze on my arm I’ve treated it with some well–placed plasters.”
“Just that?”
“Yeap.”
“Are you home, or are you in your workshop?” he asked.
“The latter.”
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“You should go home for the night, Taylor. Lock your door and windows later. Call me if arrything comes up. I’II help.”
I listened to his instructions in stunned silence.
Hold on why was I following his orders? We were supposed to be just friends.
And yet, somehow… what he was doing made me feel like I was his girlfriend.
“He’s… He’s gone now. It was just a small cut. You don’t need to be so…” I trailed off, about to tell him there was no reason for concern. I had suffered worse under the Jones
Before I could continue, though, Soren’s voice softened. “Taylor, you’re only human. You’re not a superwoman. Be kind to yourself. It’s okay to put yourself before work.”
I froze.
Then, unexpectedly, a lump formed in my throat.
Edward had never said anything so warm and kind to me.
Over the years, I’d become accustomed to wearing grit, bravado, and even ruthlessness as armor. I’d forgotten how to be kind to myself.
“Okay,” I said meekly. “I’ll be going home soon.”
“That’s a good girl,” he praised.
My heart quivered.
I hung up and stared into space, still in disbelief.
What was behind his acts of concern? Was he just worried for me as a friend? Or was there something more?
I tidied up my space. I was about to leave when I received another call.
This time, it was from the Kenways‘ butler, Charles.
“Miss Jones! Mr. Kenway said your arm is injured. You might not want to drive in your condition, ma’am. John is already on his way to you,” he informed me. “Traffic is light at this hour, so he should reach you in about half an hour.”
I was taken aback. “Wait! I can drive! And even if I choose not to, I can take a cab. I don’t want to trouble John.” “He’s already on his way, ma’am, so there’s no trouble. It’s better this way too. Mr. Kenway is very worried about
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you,” Charles explained.
I could only thank Charles at that point.
I glanced at the clock. It was 9:00 p.m. Coming all the way here from Beaumont, driving home, and then returning to the estate–John wouldn’t get any rest until 11:00 pm at his rate.
Man, I felt like I’d caused way too much trouble.
Since I had to wait for him to arrive, I decided to get back to drafting my design.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t calm myself enough to focus. All could think about was Soren.
Wait–why did he call me in the first place? I should have asked him that!
Should I call him now? But what if he was busy with work?
I decided to text him on WhatsApp.
Me: [Charles called and told me the driver is on his way here. Really, I can drive on my own! I didn’t mean to cause so much trouble…]
Me: [Oh, why did you call me? I forgot to ask!]
Me: [You don’t have to reply immediately! Just reply when you’re free. Like tomorrow!]
I sighed and set my phone down.
I told him there was no rush to reply, but that didn’t stop him. I heard the familiar notification sound and saw that he’d replied with a voice note.
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