Chapter 899

**The Next Day** When Jane came downstairs, she found Frederick already setting out breakfast on the dining table. Morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, wrapping everything in a gentle, golden glow. For a moment, Frederick looked almost ethereal, as if he’d simply stepped out of a dream and into her kitchen. The moment she spotted him, her big, dark eyes—round and shiny like black grapes—lit up with quiet joy. She hurried over on her little feet, her voice sweet and bright. “Good morning, Brother Frederick!” Frederick turned with a soft smile and rested a hand on her head, ruffling her hair with a familiar, affectionate touch. “Morning, Jane. I made your favorite breakfast.” Just then, the four Wallace brothers returned from their morning workout. They stepped inside, still catching their breath, only to freeze in unison at the sight before them. Jane stood close to Frederick, her expression so openly happy that it made something in their chests ache. Their ga