After I was hospitalized, Timothy notified my father, who was away handling a business deal.He carefully applied medicine to my wounds. "You're not the one at fault for trusting the wrong person for four years," he said quietly. "It's the deepest regret—finding out the truth about someone only after marriage."Later, he even went out to buy breakfast for me, consisting of meat and vegetables, which was nutritionally balanced."I grabbed something random," he explained. "Have a bite."'So, breakfast isn't buns and oatmeal,' I thought. Then, I turned my face away, sniffing hard to keep my tears back. "Thank you."…With Timothy taking care of me, I recovered quickly.When I stepped back into the house, I saw Mrs. Romger and a group of servants kneeling in a row, visibly trembling.At the very front were Winnie and Elias.My father sat at the head of the room, motioning for a new servant to help me sit down beside him. "Amy," he said calmly, "I know you're naturally kind-hearted,
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