บททั้งหมดของ THE BODYGUARD MY HUSBAND HIRED FOR ME : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 17

LENA’S POVThe Paris trip ended too quickly. Not in a good way. In the kind of way where everything felt unfinished, broken, and heavy. No closure. No peace. No healing. Just silence. Cold, painful silence.We were heading back home. The private jet was already waiting at the airport, engines humming softly like nothing had changed in the world. But everything had changed. At least for me and Ethan.Edward walked ahead of us, speaking to Lewis about business schedules and meetings. Like Paris had been nothing more than a business stop. Like the bruises on my body didn’t exist. Like the tension between everyone didn’t matter.I walked behind them slowly, my sunglasses covering the fading bruise under my eye. My ribs still hurt. My arm still ached. But what hurt the most was the silence. Ethan walked a few steps ahead of me. Not looking back. Not slowing down. Not waiting. Just walking like I didn’t exist. Like we were strangers. Like Paris never happened. Like our fight never happened.

LENA’S POVFor the first time in a long time, I woke up without fear sitting heavily on my chest. It wasn’t completely gone. Edward still existed. The mansion was still a cage. Lewis was still watching everything. But something inside me felt… lighter. Hope. Small. Fragile. Dangerous. But real.I sat up slowly in bed, stretching carefully so my ribs wouldn’t hurt too much. The bruises were fading now, turning lighter shades of yellow and brown instead of dark purple. My lip had healed, and the swelling on my face was almost gone.I looked at myself in the mirror and saw something I hadn’t seen in days. Life. Not fear. Not pain. Life. And I knew why. Ethan. His words from yesterday kept replaying in my head. I will get you out of this house. I promise. I go with you.A small smile appeared on my face before I could stop it. I quickly covered my mouth. This was dangerous. Smiling in this house was dangerous. Feeling happy in this house was dangerous. But I couldn’t help it.For the firs

LENA’S POVEdward canceled the event barely an hour before we were supposed to leave. I was already dressed. Makeup done. Hair styled. Shoes on. Purse in my hand. Ready to stand beside him in a crowded room and pretend to be the perfect wife.Instead, a maid knocked gently on my door and said, “Madam, sir said the event will no longer hold.” That was it. No explanation. No apology. Just another sudden decision.I stood in the middle of my room for a long moment, staring at my reflection in the mirror. For some reason, I felt relieved. No fake smiles. No public performance. No holding Edward’s arm while pretending everything was normal.I slowly removed my earrings and placed them on the table. Then my heels. Then I sat down on the bed, exhaling softly. A quiet evening. That was all I wanted. Just one peaceful evening.A knock sounded on my door. Before I could respond, the door opened slightly and Ethan stepped in. “You’re not ready yet?” he asked, then paused when he saw me sitting.

LENA’S POVThe next morning, Edward was different. Not completely different. Just… calmer. It showed in small things.He didn’t rush out of the bedroom like he usually did. He didn’t ignore me either. He simply got dressed in silence, buttoning his shirt slowly while I sat at the edge of the bed pretending to read my phone.I barely slept the whole night. Every movement he made had kept me awake. Every shift on the bed had made my heart jump. But he never touched me. Not once.When he finished dressing, he picked up his watch and spoke calmly. “You should rest more.” I looked up, surprised. “What?” “You look tired.” I blinked. “I’m fine.” He nodded slightly. “Make sure you eat properly today.” The concern in his voice confused me.Edward walked to the door, then paused. “If you need anything, tell the staff.” Then he left. Just like that. No coldness. No tension. No anger from last night. I sat there for a few seconds, trying to process what had just happened. Edward was never like th