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    [Mr. Atkinson, you’re the real deal. I apologize for being so shallow earlier.]

    [Now, who can say Mr. Atkinson doesn’t truly love Ms. Grant?]

    [I’m convinced, totally convinced. Mr. Atkinson, I admit I was too harsh before.]

    [Mr. Atkinson, I’m sorry. You and Ms. Grant must stay together forever.]

    [Wish you forever together.]

    Viewers watched as Brian held Jessica the entire ride. Even when they reached the guesthouse, he didn’t wake her and carried her straight into the room. Most viewers werepletely won over by Brian.

    [I admit Mr. Atkinson is the nation’s best husband.]

    [Me too. Ugh, look at Mr. Atkinson, then at myzy husband. I could actually cry.]

    [Same here. Mr. Atkinson is amazing. He’s everything I could want in a husband.]

    [Watching this makes me want to yell at my husband.]

    [Yell? I’ll not only yell. I want to hit him. My husband? He won’t carry me onto the bus. I’m lucky if he doesn’t make me help him on.]

    [Exactly. People used to say, “Who’d carry you around forever?” Heh. Now look at Mr. Atkinson.]

    [My husband’s also a man. Why can’t he do this? Sad.]

    [Right? You’re both husbands. Mr. Atkinson can do it, so why can’t you?]

    [The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I need to step away, or I’ll work myself up into a fit.]

    [Me too. Gonna cool off and yell at my jerk husband.]

    [Same here.]

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    activities. He simply announced that everyone else was free to do as they liked.

    Vanessa nced at the still–running live stream. She wanted to keep up her act of caring about Jessica to ride on Jessica’s poprity, so she went to the kitchen, got a ss of juice, and headed upstairs.

    When there was a knock at the door, Brian was wiping Jessica’s face with a warm towel. He frowned at the sound, put down the towel, and walked softly to the door.

    When he opened it and saw Vanessa, his expression turned even colder. “What do you want?”

    Vanessa looked at Brian–tall and good–looking. Her eyes lingered a moment on his mechanical watch and the sapphire cufflinks at his cuffs.

    “Mr. Atkinson, is Jessi awake?” she asked, smiling sweetly with a soft voice. “I made her some juice. Thought she might want to try it.”

    As she spoke, she leaned forward to peek inside. She saw a bump in the bed and guessed Jessica was still asleep, which made her rx a little more.

    In the face of Vanessa’s advances, Brian was cold. “No need. Jessi’s still sleeping. You can keep the juice for yourself.” He started to close the door as he spoke.

    But Vanessa stepped forward, her voice soft and cooing. “Oh, don’t be like that. I specially made this. If Jessi’s still asleep, Mr. Atkinson, you could try it. If you think it’s nice, just tell me. I’ll make another for Jessiter.”

    As she spoke, she tried to hand the juice to Brian. In the motion, her chest brushed subtly toward him, making sure he got a good look at her cleavage–her favorite feature about her figure.

    Brian noticed her moving closer and stepped back quickly, putting space between them.

    “Mrs. Hale, please have some respect. And I have no interest in the juice. You can leave now,” Brian said, clearly telling her to go.

    Vanessa’s expression soured, but she didn’t dare push it. “Alright, then I won’t bother you.”

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    She gave Brian a slightly hurt look as she spoke. She refused to believe Brian loved Jessica that much.

    Vanessa was used to Spencer’s cheating ways, and she was sure no man was faithful.

    She reached the corner, nced back at the closed door, and narrowed her eyes.

    She thought, ‘Maybe I should think about switching targets.

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