All Chapters of The Bodyguard and the Nanny: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I had watched that familiar face mature from boyhood into adulthood.Robert became my bodyguard when he was still very young. Back then, he was thin, small, and quiet.On the other hand, I loved noise and excitement. I always teased him on purpose. In front of all my friends, I called him my best friend and declared that he was the best-looking of them all.He would blush for no reason and stumble over his words. "Miss Beaumont is pretty too.""Beautiful."He would secretly sneak out to compete in underground boxing matches, all to earn enough money to buy me a dress.He was always at my side, and he would quietly mutter to himself, "Miss Beaumont. My little sun."He was like my shadow. Aside from me, almost no one could persuade him to do anything.The year I turned 16, enemies of my family kidnapped me.In an abandoned warehouse, those people closed in on me. I was so terrified that I broke down completely, unable even to scream.But Robert's arms reached me before the poli

Robert sent Amelia away, and I managed to enjoy a few good months after that.He cooked for me and told me stories. I thought he had finally turned away from the wrong path.But by the eighth month, he started staying out all night again. His clothes carried a perfume I knew all too well.I cried and pressed a knife to my throat. "Robert, if you go to her again, I'll take our child and die with him."He remained as calm as still water and had someone watch over me at all times.Online, searches about him and Amelia never once dropped off the trending list.The shock sent me into premature labor. Blood soaked through the white hospital sheets.But through it all, he never called, not even once.I held my child numbly and named him Andrew Beaumont. He was my only hope for the rest of my life.For three years, I devoted everything I had to raising him.Then Amelia said she liked him, and Robert took him away from me. He took the two of them on trips and posed for photos with the

I could not help but feel a little dazed.I could not remember the last time Robert had called me that. I did not even know when it had started, but the way he addressed me had gradually changed into something else entirely: madwoman, jealous shrew, and lunatic.He took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. Then he ushered me into the car and insisted on driving me home.Once inside, he looked around the room, his hand still firmly clasped around my wrist. "You live here? Why won't you come find me? Would you really rather stay here and live like this? Or are you just trying to spite me?"You know perfectly well I could never bear to..."I took a careful step back, subtle enough that he would not notice, and met his eyes without flinching. "No. I'm doing fine."He pressed his lips together and backed me into a corner. "Fine? What about any of this is fine? Your deformed fingers? Or this miserable little life?"Jessie, we both know you're not fine at all. Do you really

Robert stumbled backward and gripped the wall tightly, as if his legs could no longer support him. "Back then, it was already... It could have been treated, right? There was still a chance to treat it back then. Why didn't you tell me?"Yes. It could have been treated. But I hadn't wanted treatment. I hadn't wanted to hear him spit venom at me anymore. I hadn't wanted to hear my own child urge me to die. Also, I had missed my mother.He lunged forward and wrapped his arms around me. "It's all right. It's all right. You'll get better."…My mind slowly began to unravel. My condition deteriorated rapidly.Nearly out of his mind, Robert flew me from one hospital to another, both across the country and abroad. He sought out the best hospitals and the finest doctors.Unfortunately, the results were nearly identical every time.He broke down in tears in the hospital hallways. Every doctor and nurse praised him as a devoted husband.I could only find it bitterly ironic. How wonderful

After that day, the two of them finally seemed to calm down. They stopped fighting.I could no longer walk and spent my days in bed, watching the sun rise and set. Even the simple act of breathing was painful.Andrew would sneak in to kiss me, pressing his lips against my old scar.Robert dug out our marriage certificate from years ago and wrote down the entire story of what had happened between us in his own words.He laid everything bare, from beginning to end, and admitted to every wrong he had committed.He dealt with Amelia once and for all. I did not know whether she was still alive, but I no longer had the strength to care.He sold the company and gave me every cent. I donated it all to an orphanage.After that, the days passed in silence.In a moment of hazy consciousness, I thought I saw my mother. She had come to take me home."Mom..."Robert gripped my hand. "Jessie. Miss Beaumont. Don't fall asleep. Wake up..."He seemed to have aged so much all at once.I blink