Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Tina held her forehead, never imagining Jack could be so… so considerate.

It was a testament to his thoughtfulness!

Grinding her teeth slightly, she snapped a photo with her phone and sent it directly to old Mr. Brookes.

“Grandpa Brookes, please thank Jack for me!”

On this quiet night, Jack, leisurely soaking in the bath at home and gazing at his beloved Angela’s photo, suddenly felt an unprecedented chill.

The next second, his phone rang; it was his own father.

Jack spent the entire night enduring Ian’s tirades, not hearing a single repeated word!

Tina instructed the servants to restore the bedroom to normal, “Take Mr. Farrell to his room.”

The servants hesitated, looking at Tina, “Miss, we’ve only prepared one bedroom; the other rooms haven’t been cleaned, and they don’t even have beds or bedding.”

Tina was silent.

A mansion this large, and only one room?

You’re joking, right?

Seeing Tina’s expression, the servant slowly explained, “Miss, Master Jack notified us too late; we didn’t have time to prepare, and usually, it’s just us here looking after the place, not readying it for the master’s family.”

Indeed, since Jack had informed the servants to prepare the house, they had been setting up a pink surprise, never expecting the two to stay in separate rooms.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Fortunately, the servants were thoughtful, having prepared an extra set of clean linens.

But even they hadn’t anticipated that Tina and Jared would sleep separately.

Now, there was only one room available.

The servant smiled apologetically, “We certainly can’t have Mr. Farrell stay in the servants’ quarters.”

Tina held her forehead; indeed, it wasn’t proper to have Jared stay in a servant’s room, and besides, where would that leave the servants?

Jared sighed deeply, “Let it be, I’ll stay in the same room with Tina. Let’s rest.”

With that, Jared pulled Tina into the room and quickly shut the door.

The servant looked at the closed door, a meaningful smile on their face.

Everyone understands; they’ve all been there.

Inside the room, Jared pressed Tina against the wall and kissed her deeply.

His kiss was sudden, pouring out long-suppressed emotions as if wanting to meld her into his very bones to carry with him always.

With one hand, Jared clasped Tina’s delicate wrists, and with the other, he held her waist tightly, their embrace both passionate and restrained.

Tina responded quietly, her tenderness and adoration fully displayed in this moment.

She could almost hear the fervent beating of Jared’s heart, feeling it and intensely reciprocating that unique warmth.

They clung to each other, intimately, yet did not cross that forbidden line.

Until at last, they fell asleep, hands entwined.

Early morning.

Tina turned over, only to find the warmth beside her gone.

Yawning, she sat up and heard the sound of water from the bathroom.

Jared was showering.

Instantly alert, Tina’s heart began to race as if a deer were bounding within.

The uncle was showering.

Hmm.

She wanted to look.

Tina suddenly felt shy about her thought, covering her head with the blanket and giggling like a little girl.

Even Tina herself had forgotten that she was just a nineteen-year-old girl.

The sound of water gradually ceased, and Tina slowly returned to normal. She sat on the bed, watching Jared emerge from the bathroom.

“Good morning, Uncle,” she greeted.

Jared was neatly dressed, not in his usual suit and leather shoes but in casual attire, clearly ready for an outing. For a moment, Tina felt a slight disappointment. She had hoped to see him in a bathrobe!

Jared sat down and ruffled Tina’s hair. “What are you thinking about in that little head of yours?”

Tina raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to Jared, her bright eyes shimmering. “I was wondering, Uncle, what were you thinking about while you were showering?”

A blush swept across Jared’s refined features. Before he knew it, Tina had darted to the bathroom door, poking her head out with a mischievous laugh. “I’ll go freshen up first.”

As the bathroom door closed again, Jared finally reacted. He had been teased again, that cheeky girl. With a smile curving his lips, he walked to the bathroom door and knocked. “Tina, when I was showering just now, I was thinking about you.”

A crash sounded as a toothbrush cup hit the floor. Jared’s smile deepened, and he left the room, satisfied with the playful banter.

After Tina freshened up, the servant had prepared breakfast, and Jared was waiting at the dining table for her.

“Miss, you’re awake. Mr. Farrell just instructed us to make you a soft-boiled egg, saying you like them runny. It’s just ready; eat it before it gets cold,” the servant said with a smile, guiding Tina to the table.

Tina nodded in acknowledgment and smeared tomato sauce on her soft-boiled egg. The nearby servant chuckled. “Miss, you really remind me of Miss Alina back in the day. She liked her eggs the same way, and when she was younger, she even used to draw smiley faces on them.”

This comment made both Jared and Tina pause. This habit was something Natalie had introduced to Tina. When Natalie used to coax young Tina, she would draw smiley faces on soft-boiled eggs with tomato sauce. Even when Jared was injured on a mission, his mentor Natalie had amused her young protege in the same way.

Tina’s nose tingled with emotion, but she quickly composed herself. She took a bite of her egg and turned to the servant. “How many years have you been with the Brookes family?”

“Let me think, almost forty years now. I started working for the Brookes family when I was just under twenty, and I’m nearly sixty now. Just the other day, Master Jack was talking about arranging my pension.”

The servant, known to everyone as Mrs. Smith, had been with the Brookes family for a long time, serving at the Brookes Manor. This time, she had been transferred here to look after Tina, as someone familiar and trustworthy was needed.

Tina nodded and smiled. “Besides Ian, Nolan, and Jack, who else is there in the Brookes family? I haven’t gotten to know everyone yet.”

Mrs. Smith, aware of Tina’s standing in front of Grandpa Brookes, held nothing back. Seeing the reflection of Miss Alina in Tina, she felt even more affectionate and disclosed everything.

“Our master’s eldest son is Isaac, and his wife is Emily. Young Master Isaac has a brother, Gavin, whose wife is Melanie. Besides them, there’s Miss Rachel, who is an adopted daughter of the Brookes family, and Miss Angela, who grew up in the Brookes family. The master treats her as his own daughter, but Miss Angela… she has some issues and left Clearwater recently, her whereabouts unknown.”