Chapter 608

　　Third person's POV 　　Two uneventful weeks passed by in a quiet and unremarkable manner. 　　Tabitha was quite satisfied with Wilmot. The man was like a shadow, almost non-existent. 　　Normally, when Tabitha was inside the house, he would be guarding the yard outside. 　　He never stepped into the bedroom and rarely entered the living room. 　　He would only return to his room after Tabitha had fallen asleep at night. 　　By the time Tabitha woke up in the morning, he was already in the yard exercising. 　　If Tabitha planned to go out, she would let him know. 　　He would push her wheelchair, occasionally taking her to the supermarket for daily necessities or strolling leisurely around the neighborhood. 　　Apart from necessary communication, he spoke very little. Often, people would overlook his presence. 　　One day, he suddenly knocked gently on the glass door outside the living room. 　　Tabitha got up and opened the door, looking at him with a composed expression and asking, "What's up?" 　　A hint