Lord Preston's Secret Tutor (47 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 128

Benjamin precisely began his bedtime preparations at 8:30, and drifted into a deep sleep by 9:00 while listening to the fairy tale she read aloud.

Jacqueline tenderly kissed the child’s forehead and immediately returned to her own room. There, she kept glancing at the clock from time to time.

She couldn’t do anything else. Her mind was completely filled with thoughts of Windsor, and her heart pounded uselessly yet wildly.

Each time she watched the clock hands inch closer, her chest tightened painfully in response. Only when she remembered how much time still remained would she barely manage a sigh of relief. This cycle repeated itself for two long hours.

Knock knock.

At the sound of knocking, her heart dropped sharply. Jacqueline, who had briefly drifted into daydreaming, hastily cast her eyes toward the clock.

It was exactly 11:00. The second hand had just passed the number 6.

It was so perfectly like Windsor Preston. She burst into laughter. Shaking her head, Jacqueline walked toward the door.

Her hand paused briefly on the doorknob. Beyond the closed door, Windsor undoubtedly stood—his eyes, as always at night, deeply shadowed.

If she opened this door, what would happen next was obvious. Her heart began racing uncontrollably once again.

She took a quiet, deep breath and opened the door. Through the slowly widening gap, the dim corridor came into view—and standing before it, a solitary silhouette.

“You shouldn’t carelessly open your door without first confirming who’s outside.”

Windsor whispered in a voice rougher than usual. Jacqueline looked at him suspiciously. The oil lamp sat on the table.

“Lord… Preston?”

“And who else did you think it might be?”

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