Having suddenly acquired a husband who was little more than a vegetable, Amelia sat on the edge of the Landon as if in a trance. Everything about her current situation felt surreal, like bsome /bbizarre fever dream.

Gloria’s voice broke her thoughts. b“/bbAmy/b, from now on, you’ll be sharing this room with Landon.”

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“What? We’ll be sharing a bed?” Amelia blurted out, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her immediate reaction was one of instinctive resistance.

Gloria, everposed, responded with a bcalm /bsmile, “You’re husband and wife now. Sharing a bed is perfectly normal.”

Well, that does bmake /bsense, but still… Amelia frowned slightly, her delicate brows drawing together in unease.

“Amy. is bthat /ba problem?” Gloria asked, her tone gentle but probing

Amelia hesitated, her mind racing. She definitely didn’t want this, but the reality of her situation pushed her to swallow her difort. She needed the Kingsley family’s protection to survive. Forcing a stiff smile, she replied, “No, bnot /bat all.”

“Then I’ll leave Landon in your care, Gloria bsaid/b, her tone deceptively light..

“Sure. Absolutely.” Amelia’s smile grew even more strained. Her mind, however, spiraled with images of the awkward task ahead–bathing and dressing Landon. She was so consumed by this looming embarrassment that shepletely missed the glint of calcted mischief in Gloria’s eyes.

“I noticed that hospital gown is rather unsightly,” Gloria continued casually, bas /bif discussing the weather. “Why don’t you give Landon a quick wipe–down and help him change into something morefortable, like his pajamas?”

“Oh, alright.” Amelia’s voice faltered, but she forced herself to nod. There was no room to refuse.

Gloria’s lips curved into a subtle, satisfied smile. There bwas /ban unmistakable spark of cunning in her expression.

She had her own agenda. Aaron had mentioned that Landon had gotten a boner in front of Amelia before, which Gloria considered nothing short of miraculous.

She figured this could be the perfect opportunity to foster intimacy between them. After all, once bthey /bgrow closer, it wouldn’t be long before they could give me grandchildren.

To her, a grandchild would solve everything. It would not only secure their family legacy but also strengthen Gloria’s position against herte husband’s elder brother, Henry Kingsley She was determined to protect her husband’s inheritance for her son at all costs.

With a satisfied nod, Gloria left the room. Amelia let out a heavy sigh, her eyes drifting to the peacefully sleeping Landon “You know, you can talk to me, so why not just wake up already?”

‘Do byou /bthink I don’t want to wake bup/bb? /bLandon’s coldugh echoed in her mind, his voice sharp with sarcasm.

Although bhis /bbody remained lifeless, Landon’s awareness of the world around him had dulled for a second. The frustration of being trapped–unable to move, speak, or even flinch–was enough to drive anyone insane.

But then there was Amelia, who was like a silver lining to him. Somehow, inexplicably, she could hear his thoughts. She was his one link to the world, even if he had no idea why.

“Then hurry up and bwake /bup, Amelia muttered, her voiceced with frustration. Her brows knitted tightly together as she paced

Her mind wandered to her first marriage bin /bherst life. Zachary had spent three years denying her even the most basic intimacy, all in the name of remaining faithful to Sandra. Two times had passed, yet she had never been with a man.

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And now, the prospect of bathing and dressing Landon felt insurmountable to her.

If only he would wake up–just sit up, say something, anything he wouldn’t have to do bthis/b.

Though Landon couldn’t hear her thoughts, he could sense her hesitation. His lips may not move, but his mind was sharp, and his disdain clear. ‘You want the protection I can offer but aren’t willing to pay the price? That’s not how the world works!

His inner voice cut through her thoughts like ice. Wash me.” The coldmand startled Amelia. For someone bin /baa, his authoritative tone carried an almost oppressive weight.

Overwhelmed, she froze for a moment, but then the deliance kicked in. He may be able to bark orders in my head, but that doesn’t mean I have to listen. No one else bknows /bbwhat /bhe thinks anyway?

“Nope, Amelia said aloud, crossing her legs and leaning back snugly. A yful smirk tugged at her lips as she added silently. Not gonna do it. Let’s see what you’ll do about that, Mr. Big Sho

Landon’s voice rang sharply in her head. b‘/bbAmelia/b, are you defying me?”

“Ohb, /bsorry, what was that? Didn’t catch it.” Amelia hummed, twiring a lock of her hair with mock innocence.

‘Let’s see how quickly my mother will kick you out when she finds out byou’re /bnot following her orders, Landon sneered in Amelia’s head, his tone dripping with cold amusement.

The yful smirk on Amelia’s face faltered. She didn’t respond, giving him some peace of mind, but her stomach twisted with unease and terror.

The silence was unnerving. Without Landon’s cutting remarks tilling her thoughts, the room felt too quiet. Yet the threat lingered, heavy and ominous.

She bit her lip, frustration bubbling binside /bher. She couldn’t afford to lose the Kingsley family’s protection, not when she had no n yet to handle Zachary or the Edwards family.

A knock on the door jolted her out of her spiraling thoughts. “Mrs. Amelia, came the soft voice of a servant, Emma. “Mrs. Gloria asked me to remind you to join her for flower arranging downstairs after you’ve finished.”

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. “Of course. I’ll be there shortly, she called back, forcing cheer into her voice. She had no choice but to do what he said.

Turning back to Landon, she let out another sigh, louder this time. “Alright, alright. Let’s get this over with,” she muttered, bracing herself for the awkwardness ahead.

Amelia brought over a basin of warm water, her movements hesant but deliberate. She pulled back the nket, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached to unbutton Landon’s shirt.

Her gaze flickered to his face, trying to discern if he was angry, sleep, or entirely oblivious. He gave no reaction, remaining

as bstill /bbas /bever,

With a deep breath, Amelia steadied herself and mustered some courage. Once the buttons were undone, she pulled his shirt bopen/b.

The sight before her bmade /bher pause. Landon’s chest was perfectly sculpted–broad muscr, and unnervingly wless for someone who had supposedly been bedridden for so long. His skin was firm, his physique the kind that belonged on the cover of a fitness magazine.

It was the first time Amelia had ever seen a man’s body up close, and it left her momentarily frozen. Her breath hitched, her wide eyes tracing every curve and line of his chest. After several seconds, she snapped herself out bof /bbit/b, her cheeks burning as she grabbed the towel.

iHer /ihands trembled as she wrung out the hot cloth. Each stroke of the towel against bhis /bskin felt unnervingly intimate, like

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her fingertips were grazing his muscles through the thin barrier of fabric.

She could feel the tension and sticity beneath her btouch/bb, /bband /bher face grew hotter with every motion.

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When her hand brushed over his chest, her nerves got the better of her, and the towel nearly slipped from her trembling fingers. Focus, Amelia. Focus, she scolded herself internally, trying to will the embarrassment away.

To her relief, Landon remained utterly bunresponsive/b, allowing her to finish cleaning his upper body without further incident.

But then came the next challenge–changing his clothes. Amelia sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead. She climbed onto the bed, carefully straddling bhim /bto prop him up. It was awkward, bto /bsay the least, but she needed to lift him to pull his arms through the sleeves.

He was heavier than bshe /banticipated. Before she knew it, her bnce gave way, and they both toppled backward.

Amelianded sprawled atop him, her soft curves bpressing /bagainst his solid chest. Her head tilted to the side, her lips identally brushing the warm bskin /bof his neck.

She froze, horrified, as their mingled breaths created an undeniably intimate atmosphere. Her legs were syed on either side of his waist in a position sopromising it would make any onlooker blush.

“Amy… Oh! I didn’t see anything, you two carry on Gloria, feeling uneasy, pushed the door open to check up on them. But upon seeing the scene inside, she quickly backed out of the room. Her voice rang out in a mix of amusement and faux innocence.

Before Amelia could so much as breathe, Gloria quickly closed the door behind her, leaving them alone once more. Amelia snapped back to reality, scrambling upright as if burned. 1-1–I… she stammered, her face ming red. She couldn’t even finish her sentence before her eyes darted downward and widened in shock. He had a boner again.

“bYou /bshameless pervert!” Amelia blurted, her voice a mix of fury and embarrassment. Her cheeks burned as she red at him, the indignation bubbling over. Who would’ve thought aatose guy could be this indecent?‘

But Landonb, /binternally, was no less mortified.

If he could’ve moved, he’d have buried his face in his hands. He hadn’t wanted her to touch bhim/b, but the more reluctant she seemed, the more stubborn he had be about making her go through with it.

And now, she hadn’t really got the job done and his body had betrayed him, making the entire situation utterly humiliating. From the moment he had slipped into aa, Landon had been painfully aware of bhis /bsurroundings..

He knew Keh had sabotaged his car, orchestrating the ident that left him trapped in this state. He also knew that Henry’s family were circling like vultures, waiting for an opportunity to seize control and take him out for good.

Yet he’d been powerless to stop any of it, forced to endure his helplessness in silence until now.

Amelia bhad /bstumbled her way into his life–bquite /bliterally–and, for reasons he still didn’t understand, she could hear his thoughts. Her presence had cracked open the door to his confinement.

Somehow, her touch awakened parts of him he bhadn’t /brealized could still respond. And it had happened twice, in one day.

It bwas /bba /bcruel irony. Overwhelmed by embarrassment, Landon decided to y possum and awkwardly fought to control his breathing, feigning obliviousness to the world around him.

“Disgusting! Even as a vegetable, you’re still a shameless lecher Amelia’s muttered tirade continued as she scowled at his unresponsive form.

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To her relief–and his–Landon’s body slowly settled, the earlier reaction fading into stillness once more.

Amelia frowned, leaning closer as she examined him. “Is he asleep? Does he really not feel anything? Is it just his mind band /bbody not syncing properly?” she wondered aloud.

Her curiosity got the better of her and she wanted to prove her theory. Tentatively, she ced a hand on his waist, hesitating as she nced at his face for any sign of consciousness.

To mask her nerves, she straightened her posture and cleared her throat. “Tm only doing this because I need to change your pants, okay? Don’t get bany /bideas. This is purely professional.”

She hooked her fingers under the waistband, carefully tugging his pants downward. When the fabric slipped just low enough to reveal his boxers, her courage faltered.

Turning her head to the side, she squeezed her eyes shut. ‘He’s just a patient. He’s a vegetable. He can only hear and speak in my head, but his body feels nothing…

bBut/b… bcan /bhe really feel anything? a traitorous thought whispered in her mind. Amelia bit her lip, cracking open one eye to peek at him. Hey there, utterly still, as if nothing in the world could faze him.

“Phew.” She exhaled bin /brelief, a tiny smile tugging at her lips. ‘So it really was just an ident earlier. Men are… uh, biologically prone to getting bonersb, /bright? No big deal. He doesn’t feel anything, so I’m in bthe /bclear.

Reassured, she gathered her courage and shifted her focus back to the task at hand, turning her attention away from his reactions. She determined to finish without further incident.

With a swift motion, she pulled the pants down to his ankles. The soft fabric slid away, revealing his powerful, muscr legs.

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