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Married at First
Chapter 5170
While Hank Brown was checking Titus’s room to see if anyone was there, Titus wanted to say something to her countless times, but in the end, he didn’t say a word.
He let her finish checking and then silently walked out.
The two of them lived under the same roof, their rooms right next to each other, yet sometimes he felt as if they were worlds apart.
He knew Hank Brown had feelings for him,
just as he had feelings for her, but neither of them had confessed.
He hadn’t avenged his great enemy and dared not consider matters of the heart.
Hank Brown, on the other hand, remembered what her master had told her, keeping her word, and loved him deeply, yet always saw herself as a bodyguard, a servant, an assistant.
She never considered becoming his woman, his wife.
She was afraid, and unable to cross that psychological barrier, always feeling she wasn’t good enough for him.
What was there to be unworthy of? They were both orphans who had lost their loved ones. He was a little better off than her, having adoptive parents, a master, and a master, while she had no one else but him.
Titus told himself that once he avenged his family, he would confess his feelings to Hank Brown and try to change her stubborn nature. Otherwise, even if they were together, she would still be the same, and he would be driven crazy.
Many times, he needed to maintain his young master’s airs to force her to obey.
After sitting quietly for a while, Titus went to take a shower.
Nothing more was said that night.
The next day, when Titus woke up, Hank Brown was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
Titus was wearing sportswear; he went for a run every day.
Entering the kitchen, he saw Hank Brown frying steak.
“Good morning, young master,”
Hank Brown turned and glanced at Titus before greeting him.
Titus said, “You went to bed very late last night. Why are you up so early again? You should sleep more; poor sleep affects your skin.”
“It’s not that early. I wake up around this time every day. Young master, go for your run. You can have breakfast when you get back.” Titus paused for a moment, then said, “From now on, let them handle it. Don’t try to do everything yourself.”
“Doesn’t Young Master like my cooking? You need to be careful about your diet. You can eat what I make without worry.”
He would be wary of anything cooked by others.
She would never harm him.
She was responsible for his three meals a day, not wanting to rely on anyone else.
Even the ingredients were bought by her in her spare time, again without relying on others.
In H City, too many people wanted to get close to him, and also wanted to harm him; she couldn’t feel at ease if she didn’t do everything herself.
Titus pursed his lips and said nothing more.
He turned and walked out of the kitchen to go for a run.
He ran two laps around the yard of his villa, then tended to his Chinese herbs and poisonous plants. He
had to be very careful with the poisonous plants; he had instructed his bodyguards to wear masks and gloves when handling them to avoid accidental poisoning.
Although he could detoxify, he still had to endure the pain of poisoning before taking the antidote.
However, usually, he and Hank Brown were the ones who cared for the poisonous plants he grew, because they always carried antidotes and knew how to avoid poisoning.
“Young Master, go have breakfast, I’ll do it.”
Hank Brown appeared out of nowhere and saw Titus tending to the herbs and poisons. She quickly stepped forward to take the tools from him.
“No need, I’m almost done pruning,”
Titus said. “I’m just trimming the yellow leaves.”
“Does it need watering?”
“No need to water today, they’re drought-tolerant.”
Summers in H City weren’t as hot as in Wiltspoon City. Southerners liked to come to H City to escape the heat because it was cool.