With one hand, he fastened her shirt, the other securing her waist to still her movements.
Once she was presentable, he enveloped her in his arms, his expression and voice filled with pain.
âJessie, enough.
â
Jessie lay in silence.
She remained still, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.
She felt drained, knowing it wasnât right to be held in his arms now.
âRelease me.
Donât bring shame upon me or your wife.
â
With a turn of her head, Jessie averted her gaze, overwhelmed with embarrassment.
It had been Jessie who first harbored feelings for Albert, and he had eventually reciprocated.
She had waited for him for three long years, only to see him marry someone else.
Jessie resented him and refused to accept it.
In a soft voice, Jessie questioned, âAlbert, if I lose to Melissa, Iâll accept it.
But why marry a stranger? Are you determined to keep me miserable for the rest of my days?â
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âNo, â
Albert murmured.
âI donât want you to be unhappy, Jessieâ¦â
He couldnât bring himself to say the words, âI love you.
â
Perhaps he never would.
Jessie wept once more.
Albert cradled her gently, his touch soft and reassuring, as if comforting a frightened child.
He whispered soothing words, coaxing her until she stirred.
She had no urge to scold or strike him again.
As he prepared breakfast, he extended an invitation, and she accepted without hesitation.
The dining room felt different from three years ago, lacking Elsieâs presence.
When Albert asked about Elsie, Jessie replied, âElsieâs with Melissa now.
Sheâs enjoying her work and getting along with everyone.
â
Albert served her a bowl of clam chowder.
It was her favorite dish.
âItâs fresh.
Give it a try.
â
Gazing at the clam chowder, Jessie reminisced.
There were moments of happiness they had shared, especially in the beginning when he showered her with affection.
He used to take her to a famous restaurant in Jamdur for authentic clam chowder, her favorite.
Upon returning to Duefron, he had learned to make it himself.
Despite his flirtatious tendencies, he had always been devoted to her.
With a lowered head, Jessie ate in silence.
In a soft tone, Albert said, âI visited Jamdur last month.
Being alone doesnât sit well with me, Jessie⦠Iâve come to realize thereâs no point in dwelling on the past.
Whatâs done is done.
â
She understood the weight of his words.
His marriage remained an immutable reality.