She assisted him in getting into her car.

Albert's driver had already left with Jeslyn and Elsie. When Jessie inquired about their destination, Albert gently answered, "To our old villa."

Even though Jessie was reluctant to visit the villa, she was equally unwilling to head to his house.

The car moved smoothly forward in silence, with no one speaking.

Upon reaching the villa, Jessie got the first aid kit to care for his wound, recalling the previous occasion she had done so, which had resulted in them becoming intimate...

Albert, being far more seasoned, anticipated her thoughts.

While Jessie was changing his bandages, Albert's toned abdomen quivered subtly under her touch, appearing quite enticing.

Jessie, feeling quite embarrassed, swiftly steered the conversation elsewhere.

“Please, avoid being so reckless moving forward. Also, I regret what happened with Axell. Had it not been for me, you wouldn't have gotten injured, nor would your daughter have been kidnapped."

Jessie spoke earnestly, expressing sentiments she hadn't voiced in the hospital, feeling it was the moment for candor.

Albert realized Jessie was seeking to put space between them and preferred not to meet him again, yet he was not ready to give up.

He leaned back on the sofa, drawing a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up.

A wispy trail of smoke bridged the space between them. Eventually, Albert stated calmly, “Jeslyn is delicate, and the ordeal has cast a shadow on her. I need your help as her tutor. Like we agreed, twice weekly visits, with a compensation of 200 thousand a month."

His demeanor was strictly businesslike.

Jessie was torn, aware that her involvement had somehow indeed led to Jeslyn's kidnap by Axell.

Noticing her reluctance, Albert didn't push further.

He took his time finishing his cigarette before adding, “Regarding us, I won't coerce you. I'll refrain from touching you if that's not your wish. Don't worry."

Knowing that Jeslyn still experienced nightmares occasionally, Jessie couldn't help but feel guilty.

After giving it some thought, she nodded and said, “I'll teach her my way. But Mr. Waston, you can't step in."

Albert stubbed out his cigarette, a faint smile playing on his Lips.