"Thank you, Winnie," Jamie forced a smile.

Standing upright, she walked with Winnie up the stairs, though the moment she lifted her leg, a sharp ache shot through her back. Ben had been rough with her earlier, venting his anger without a care for her discomfort. Noticing Jamie's strained movements, Winnie gently held her arm. "Jamie, is your back acting up again?"

"Yes... yeah," Jamie mumbled evasively.

Winnie's concern deepened. "It's no wonder, with how hard you've worked these past few years, taking on so many jobs. Your back wouldn't be in this shape if you hadn't pushed yourself so hard. You used to have no choice, but now you've got me and Jack. You don't have to carry all the weight on your own."

Jamie could only swallow her pain. Winnie believed Jack's presence would ease her burdens, yet in reality, it only added to her stress.

Once they reached the bedroom, Winnie opened the wardrobe and pulled out a set of silk sheets. "Jack prepared these for you himself. He may not be great with words, but he's incredibly thoughtful."

"Not great with words?" Jamie nearly laughed at the absurdity. Ben was nothing short of eloquent. In court, he was a commanding force.

When they had been in love, he could sweep her off her feet with a few words. Even today, at the engagement party, a single remark from him kept her on edge.

How could a man like him possibly be described as "not great with words"? That would only make sense if he simply couldn't be bothered to speak to Winnie. But if that were the case, and there was hardly any real communication between them, what kind of relationship did they really have?

Winnie was clearly blinded by him.

Oblivious to Jamie's inner turmoil,

Winnie continued setting up the bed while sharing little details of her life with Jack. "Jack even set up all the appointments with the hospital and doctors for my prenatal visits. Sometimes I wonder what kind of I good karma I built up in my last life to deserve someone like him."

"Winnie." Jamie couldn't hold back any longer. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Do you really think he's a good man?"

"I know you're worried, but I'm not a child. Can't I tell if someone treats me well or not? Please stop asking me this. Jack and I truly love each other."

Winnie turned to face Jamie, taking her hands and speaking with utter conviction. Ever since the engagement party, Jamie hadn't stopped hinting about Jack, as though she were deeply concerned. Winnie couldn't understand her sister's worries but was sure of one thing. She was determined to be with Jack, no matter what.

"You're right. You two are clearly close, and it's not my place to say anything," Jamie admitted, realizing she had overstepped. Even as sisters, she had no right to interfere so much in her sister's relationship. If she pushed too far, Winnie would only grow resentful.

The only thing Jamie could do now was deal with Ben directly. If she went along with his demands, if she cooperated and gave him what he wanted, maybe he would take pity on her and leave her sister alone.

After setting up the room, Winnie

stayed for a little while, chatting,

then returned to her own room next door. Through the thin wall, Jamie could hear the murmur of voices but couldn't make out their words.

It felt like an invisible hand was gripping her heart, squeezing it painfully every few moments. With each passing minute, her sense of dread grew stronger. Even the faintest sound outside made her jump.

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