Chapter: 1397

Sheila, familiar with his usual honesty, didn't press further, wondering aloud, "Did I see it wrong?"

Pierre continued tending to the soil, his thoughts elsewhere. Her lingering scent and the delicate touch he had felt on his skin left his expression complex.

Gemma emerged from a hot shower, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she replayed the awkward incident earlier in her mind. She took a deep breath, reminding herself it was just a mishap and nothing to fret over.

A chilly breeze sneaked in through the window, prompting Gemma to sneeze. As she closed the window, she noticed Pierre still outside, cleaning the mud off himself. Seeing him reignited a dull ache in her backside from the earlier bump.

Pierre, feeling her gaze, paused and looked up.