Chapter 808

Sheila's lips turned pale, and her face was drained of color, showing signs of weakness. She had been writing until the crack of dawn, with the rooster crowing indicating morning, yet she had not even completed a tenth of the task. Before long, Kye Hubbard, Margaret's son who had been out earlier, returned home. He was a muscular man with tanned skin and a youthful appearance, exuding an honest and simple charm. Seeing the unfamiliar young girl kneeling in the yard, diligently copying scriptures by hand, he stood frozen in place. Sheila's delicate features and natural beauty, especially in her current weakened state, could stir a strong protective instinct in any man. Sensing someone watching her, Sheila paused her writing and glanced discreetly in his direction. Their eyes met, and Kye felt an impulse as if he had found love at first sight. "Ahem! Keep writing until it's time for dinner," John deliberately cleared his throat, breaking the eye contact between the two. K