Chapter 13

The next morning, Bethany woke up early. She did a full yoga routine in her room before washing up and heading out. Jane had already prepared a full breakfast spread and set the table then. Bethany ran into Silas, who had just finished working out in the gym. He wore nothing but a simple black tank top. The fabric clung tightly to his chest, outlining his defined abs. Beads of sweat rolled down his sharp jawline, slid past his throat, and disappeared beneath his taut chest muscles. His deep, dark eyes swept over her. "Morning," he greeted her casually. Bethany nodded. "Morning." When they brushed past each other, she could feel the heat radiating from his shoulder. Without realizing it, the tips of her ears turned red. Bethany hurriedly walked over and took a seat at the dining table. The table was already set with a generous spread of fresh vegetables, oatmeal, toast, scrambled eggs, sausages, buttered croissants, and soft-boiled eggs. "I just prepared a few simple dishes, Mrs