《Not bound by honey》全部章節：第 91 章 - 第 100 章

Jocelyn’s POVI woke up before the sun to be honest I was a wake the whole night. Tossing and turning.The place never fully went quiet. There was always something. Wind through the trees. The creak of wood. Distant footsteps. It made it impossible to sink into anything deep.I stared at the ceiling for a while, watching the faint light start to bleed through the glass above.I threw the blankets off and sat up.I got dressed quickly, pulling on one of the shirts I grabbed yesterday. It still felt stiff, unfamiliar. Everything here did.By the time I stepped outside, the air hit me hard.I needed that.The campsite was quieter now. A few people already moving, starting fires, carrying things around like they had done this a thousand times.I headed straight for the stables. Edith said that I needed to help find wood with the boys today. Getting back on Rosie was not a highlight for me.But if I was going to do this, I needed to do it properly.The smell hit me first. Hay, dirt, animal

Jocelyn’s POVWe reached the spot where the tree cutters had left the firewood.There was a contraption waiting for us, a kind of sheet that attached to the sides of the saddle and trailed behind the horse. It had holes along the edges, and you had to weave a rope in and out to keep the wood secure.Jackson and Devin looked like they had done this a hundred times, even though they had only been here for barely a week.I struggled.But I insisted on doing everything myself.They were quicker.By the time I finally got it halfway right, both of them were just standing there watching me.Jackson exhaled sharply.“Stop acting like you have something to prove.”Before I could respond, he stepped forward, grabbed the rope out of my hands, and started weaving it through the holes.“Hey—” I reached for it again.He moved it out of reach without even looking at me.I grabbed it back.That was it.We both pulled.Hard.The rope tugged between us as I refused to let go, twisting sideways just to

Jocelyn’s POV I stayed inside for two days, but I needed to get out.Something had been bothering me the whole time. Not my dad. Not my brothers. None of them came to see me.My mom had gone back to the cabin site, managing her business online now.I stepped outside to look for Edith, but I didn’t have to go far.“There she is,” she said, bright as ever.She pulled me into a tight hug that knocked the air out of me.“Oh—okay—yep—still healing,” I gasped.“Oh, I am so sorry.”“It’s okay,” I said, trying to steady my breathing.“Where is everyone?” I asked.“All the men, including your brothers, went to help round up the cattle. It’s a big herd. Takes a few of them about a week to move them to new territory. Oh except Jackson. He’s helping me with the wood.”Of course he was.“Mrs. Edith, would you mind if I go visit my mom?”“Not at all. You’ve still got a few days off anyway. But for my peace of mind, I’d like Jackson to take you. You’re still recovering.”For a second, I almost back

I heard the men were heading back to the camp site, so I took Jesse and asked for a horse.It felt like we were living in another century. Standing around, waiting for the men to return like it was normal.I couldn’t help but laugh at the irony city life felt a long way off now.We reached the edge of the camp just as they arrived.Jason spotted me immediately.They were all filthy. Dust-covered, exhausted.He moved toward us, the boys right behind him.Before I could even speak, they grabbed Jesse and started tossing her around. Even Charlie joined in.“You boys have fun?” I asked, smiling.Timothy wiped his face. “It was rough, Mom. We slept outside every night and ate beans and rice with salt.”I softened instantly and ruffled his hair. “I’m proud of you.”I pulled both boys into a quick hug before they were stolen back into Jesse’s orbit. She was laughing already, chasing them like she hadn’t missed them at all.She had.Then Jason leaned in beside me.“We’re heading to the creek

Rachel’s POVWe had no choice but to see where things would go with Jason’s alleged daughter.“What do you mean you have to go into the city?” Jocelyn protested.“There are problems in your dad’s business we can’t fix from a distance,” I said.“But what if they see you or follow you?” she asked.I turned to her and held her shoulders steady. “Hiding out here won’t be forever, Jocelyn. We need to figure out how to move forward. How to get our lives back. I don’t want you living like this. Constantly afraid.”Her expression shifted into something I had never seen before. “I am scared. You don’t know what they are capable of. What I have seen them do.”I met her gaze. “After your dad’s video, I don’t need to know more. We are not underestimating them. But we still have to do this.”Tears slipped down her face, but she didn’t fight me. The old Jocelyn would have argued, pushed, demanded control. This version of her just nodded and stepped back.That scared me more than anything.Jason and