Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 864

The next morning came quietly, though not everyone stirred right away. Jacob and the rest of Yvette's brothers had stayed the night, crashing into the guest rooms on the first floor after a long evening.

True to his disciplined nature, Adam was already awake, though he was no longer actively serving in the military. By sunrise, he was shirtless in the second-floor gym, punching at a heavy sandbag with precision. His toned muscles flexed with each strike, and sweat rolled down his neck, tracing the defined lines of his chest.

Ellen leaned against the doorframe, watching the scene with interest, when a towel suddenly landed on her face, obscuring her view.

"Quit staring at my brother like that," Ian growled through gritted teeth.

Ellen yanked the towel away, arching a brow. "What makes you think I was staring?"

Ian let out a sharp laugh, his expression unimpressed. "The way you were practically drooling gave it away."

Her playful grin widened. "Well, if I can't stare at Adam, how about I focus on you instead?"

Ian's ears turned red at the boldness of her retort. "Y-You…" He stammered, caught completely off guard.

Ellen's smile grew more mischievous as she reached out, lightly brushing her fingers against his flushed ear. "So sensitive, huh? You're way too easy to mess with."

Before Ian could fire back, Adam noticed the commotion and pulled on a jacket, walking over. "Ian, did you need something?"

Ian immediately grabbed Ellen's hand, hiding it behind his back as if to erase any evidence of her teasing. He cleared his throat, trying to steady his voice. "Breakfast is ready. I thought I'd let you know."

Adam nodded. "Got it. I'll be down in a minute."

As Adam walked away, Ellen tugged her hand free and smirked. "Why are you still holding my hand? What, planning to keep it with you forever?"

Ian's blush deepened as he hastily let go, muttering under his breath before storming off toward the dining room. Watching his retreating figure, Ellen chuckled, clearly enjoying herself. Her trip to Jubilife was turning out to be more fun than she had originally thought.

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In the dining room downstairs, the table was set with an impressive spread. Family members and guests began gathering, taking their seats at the table one by one.