Chapter 294

Kingston swiftly treated the wound on Shelmaine's hand, calling in the housekeeper to hold her down, fearing she might resist. But she didn't fight back and simply let him work, silent and still. Once the bleeding stopped, Kingston hesitated to start another IV, concerned she would pull it out again. Samuel had warned him that her emotions might be unstable upon waking, and it was clear now that he'd been right. But this wasn't just instability—it was a quiet, seething madness. Back when she had married Samuel, Shelmaine had believed he was just an ordinary office worker. Buying this house had already stretched his finances, so they hadn't hired any help. Shelmaine had taken care of everything herself, from cleaning to ironing each of his shirts by hand. All the things she hadn't known how to do before marriage, she had learned afterward. Looking back on that time, it felt like a dream. But that dream had ended long ago. She had no desire to return to it. Reconciliation and rekin