Chapter 141: Neighbour

Zoe The knock came at seven in the morning, sharp and insistent, the kind of knock that meant business. I was still in my robe, the baby on my hip, the coffee only half made. I opened the door to find a woman standing on the porch, her arms crossed, her grey hair pulled back in a tight bun, her eyes the color of flint. "You are the new owner," she said. It was not a question. "I am." "I am Beatrice. I live at the end of the lane. The farm with the red barn." I nodded, waiting. "Your fence is on my property. Three feet of it. I have the survey to prove it." I did not invite her in. I did not offer her tea. I simply stepped onto the porch, the baby still on my hip, and followed her to the boundary line. She was right. The fence was crooked, leaning into her field, the posts rotted, the wire rusted. It had been there for decades, probably built by the previous owner, probably ignored by everyone since. "I will fix it," I said. She looked at me, her flint eyes narrowing. "When?"

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Chapter 142: The Letter I Never Sent

Liam The study was a disaster. Boxes everywhere. Papers stacked on the desk, on the floor, on the windowsill. I had been organizing for three hours, sorting through files I had not touched in years, and I was no closer to finished than when I started. Zoe had taken the children to town. The house was quiet. Too quiet. I had forgotten what silence sounded like without the patter of small feet and the endless questions of a four-year-old. I pulled another box toward me, its cardboard soft with age, and opened the flaps. Old notebooks. Photographs. A broken watch. And at the bottom, a stack of envelopes tied with a rubber band that had long since lost its stretch. I lifted the bundle and turned it over. The envelopes were addressed in my own handwriting. The stamps were yellowed with age, and the ink faded. I had never mailed them. I set the bundle on the desk and sat down. The first envelope was addressed to my father. I opened it slowly, my fingers careful, and pulled out the let

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Chapter 143: The Barn Raising

Zoe Beatrice's barn was on fire, not literally. But from the way she was shouting, I thought it might be. I ran down the lane, my boots slipping on the wet grass, and found her standing in front of the old red structure, her hands on her hips, her face twisted with frustration. "The roof is collapsing," she said, pointing at the sagging beams. "It has been leaking for years. I can not fix it alone." I looked at the barn. It was large, weathered, its paint peeling, its doors hanging crooked. It had not been repaired in decades. "I can help," I said. She turned to look at me, her flint eyes narrowing. "You know how to fix a roof?" "I can learn." Liam was not happy. "You volunteered to fix a barn?" he asked, his brow furrowed. "We just moved in. We have our own house to repair." "I know." "And you have never fixed a roof in your life." "I know." He stared at me for a long moment. Then he sighed. "I will help." The next morning, we walked to Beatrice's farm. The children cam

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Chapter 144: Cabinet Door

Liam The cabinet door had been hanging crooked for a week. I had noticed it on the first day, when I was unpacking the kitchen boxes. The hinge was loose, the wood swollen from years of damp, and every time I opened it, the door scraped against the frame like fingernails on a chalkboard. I had told myself I would fix it. I had told myself it would only take five minutes. It had been seven days. This morning, I decided the crooked door had mocked me long enough. I found my toolbox in the back of the closet, dusted off the lid, and set to work. The hinge needed tightening. The wood needed sanding. It was a small thing, a simple thing, but it was something I could control. Zoe found me on my knees in front of the cabinet, a screwdriver in my hand, my brow furrowed in concentration. "You have been staring at that door for ten minutes," she said. "I am strategizing." She leaned against the counter, a cup of coffee in her hands. "It is a cabinet door." "It is a battle." She laughed

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บททั้งหมดของ I Was Hired To Seduce My Boss : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 144

Chapter 141: Neighbour

Chapter 142: The Letter I Never Sent

Chapter 143: The Barn Raising

Chapter 144: Cabinet Door