Chapter 812

Sherry stood inside the shack, lifting the curtain as she watched Ryan return to his own place. She felt a mix of emotions. It was clear he cared deeply for Camelia, given how he wanted to look after her despite the pain in his fractured arm. Sherry suspected Ryan's reluctance to let her care for Camelia stemmed from doubts about her abilities. Yet, his action this time confirmed her growing suspicion—Camelia had supplanted her in Ryan's affections. His evident love and favoritism for Camelia stung. "That bastard!" Sherry muttered, pouting. When Ryan returned to his shack, the pain in his left hand was intense, like a needle stabbing his heart. Before entering, he took a moment to compose himself. Camelia was still weak, resting after her high fever had subsided. Ryan, exhausted from a long day, slipped under the blanket beside her. She suddenly turned and draped her right arm over his stomach, resting her face on his chest. Her breasts lightly touched his waist, sending a thrill