A few days later, Ariel and Dominik returned to their mansion with their children after Jenna’s health had significantly improved. Marcel, however, insisted that she move all her work to the house instead of returning to the office.
"I think I'm well enough to work from the office too," Jenna began, her tone hopeful. "The doctor did say–"
Before she could finish, Marcel gently cut her off. "I want you to rest," he said firmly but softly. "You don’t need to worry about the office. I’ll manage everything, and your assistant will be there to help. If anything comes up that I can’t handle, I’ll call you."
His tone left no room for argument, filled with quiet determination as he sought to ease her burden.
"And what about your work?" Jenna asked, her brow furrowing slightly with concern.
