Chapter 155 Guarded Rest
Ronald had promised himself to wait four days, and God knew how hard it was to hold back the urge to
act.
Tracy finally rxed. Without thinking, she gave him a smile. “You must have been worried.”
Ronald shook his head, his grin warm as he held up a bundle of sage. “CeeCee, open your hands. Let me chase away the bad luck for you.”
Something about his bright, casy grin lightened the heavy mood that had been pressing on her.
Tracy raised her arms, letting Ronald sweep the sage smoke over her.
When he was done, he tossed the bundle aside and guided her into a nearby SUV.
Before closing the door, he nced back at Chris, who still stood frozen. A shadow crossed Ronald’s eyes.
If it weren’t for that man, Tracy wouldn’t have gone through all this.
She might not hold a grudge, but Ronald could not let it go.
Since Ronald didn’t have a license, Tracy took the driver’s seat.
The SUV wasn’t borrowed–it was brand new, something he had bought outright just to pick her up.
After he first gave her a bank card, Ronald had been depositing money into it every month.
It was meant as living expenses and payment; he would continue to deposit, whether she used it or not.
This month, instead of transferring the money, he had used it to buy the car for her.
He knew how often she had to shuttle between/the hospital, the Jackman Vi, and her rental apartment. A car would make her life easier.
When she realized the vehicle was meant for her, Tracy froze. She looked at Ronald for a long moment.
The car was already bought and registered in her name, so she didn’t bother with false modesty. Instead, she said quietly, “I’ll pay you back.”
Her bluntness caught Ronald off guard. Then he chuckled. “Fine. You can pay it back into that same bank
ount
Since the card and ount were under her name anyway, he had arranged everything for her.
Unaware of his real thoughts, Trady drove straight back to her apartment.
No matter how much the Jackmans despised her, after being taken away by the police at Erin’s birthday party, she knew they would soone looking for her.
But she was too drained to face them now.
She hadn’t slept a wink in four days, her nerves stretched thin the entire time. Now that she was finally
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safe, the exhaustion crashed over her.
The moment she stepped inside the apartment, she headed straight to bed, not even bothering to close
the door.
Ronald followed quietly behind. Watching her tiptoe even when exhausted, shrinking into a ball under the covers, made his chest ache.
He knew exactly what those small habits meant.
Ronald had lived like that for most of his own life.
Looking at her was like looking into a mirror of himself.
He slipped into the room, meaning only to pull a nket over her. That’s when he noticed her hands folded over her chest, gripping a pair of scissors.
Ronald had known she kept scissors under her pillow, but he always thought it was just for convenience.
Now he realized the truth.
A sharp ache stabbed his chest. His eyes darkened.
Still, he draped the nket gently over her.
The instant the nket brushed her body, Tracy’s eyes snapped open.
Though hazy with sleep, her hand jerked up, scissors ready to strike..
Ronald reacted quickly, catching her wrist.
He bent close with his warm, boyish smile, dimples deepening. “Go back to sleep. I’ll watch over you.”
Her drowsy eyes lingered on his face for a long moment before she slowly closed them and drifted back to sleep.
Ronald gently lowers her hand and steps back, closing the door softly behind him.
The moment thetch clicked, his sunny expression disappeared, reced by cold fury and hostility.
Whoever had shattered the peace he wanted with Tracy–whoever had pushed her to this–deserved to pay.
He stared at the closed door, drew a long breath, and forced the rage back down,
Since he had promised Tracy he’d stay. He wouldn’t break that promise.
The rest could wait until she woke.
So he stayed. Other than stepping onto the balcony to take calls, he never left the apartment. He moved quietly, making sure not to disturb her.
He hadn’t expected her to sleep for an entire day and night.
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If he hadn’t checked on her every hour, he might have thought something was wrong.
When Tracy finally stirred, her head was foggy from so much sleep.
Shey still for a while before her stiff body obeyed her again.
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Habitually, she tucked the scissors back under her pillow and opened the door. Coincidentally, Ronald was in the living room, facing her.
His face lit up. “CeeCee, you’re awake!” Relief softened his voice. “You must be starving. I’ll get you some food.”
In no time, he returned with a steaming bowl of creamy pork grits, still warm and fragrant.