At his mansion, home from work that evening while the sun was setting, Lionel was sitting at his desk in his bedroom next to the window to the back of his house, writing some checks to do some bills that he needed to pay. Like paying the water, electricity, for the mortage on his house monthly.
Winston Hiddleton, a man in his late 50's & Lionel's butler gave him a cup of green tea as Lionel looked up from writing his check book, looking towards the window when saw someone walking towards his house, then he cautiously slowly standing up & he walked over to his window, looking out there & there was when he saw a young woman walking, whose wearing a long purple print dress, holding an opened umbrella over her head & holding a medium size duffle bag being wrapped around her shoulders, she had her thick hair wrapped up in messy pony tail, looking exhausted & she's crying her eyes out & some of her bruises were shown on her arms, wrists, perhaps on her legs too & possibly on her shoulders. Her tears were mixed with the rain that ran down her cheeks & face.
Lionel was wondering of who it was, walking through the heavy rain in tears. Winston walked over to where Lionel was at, wondering what his master was looking at & he stood next to him & looked out the window too in curiosity. Winston turned to look at him. "Mr. Shabandar, sir, who is that young woman outside, walking in the heavy pouring rain & coming here with no coat on?" Winston asked in wonder & confusion as he looked from the window to look at his boss.
Lionel shrugged his shoulders. "I really don't know, Winston." Lionel said as he looked at Winston & then he looked back out of the window again when he saw Juliet walked onto the Gazebo, just about 20 feet away from his house & right next to his pond. When he looked really very closely enough through the wet & sturdy windows, his eyes were wide as saucers when he saw of who it was. He recognized the bruises on her arms from earlier at work. It's Juliet Phillips, walking onto his Gazebo, Juliet was looking soaked to the bone, exhausted, tired, abused, scared, scarred & in tears.
Lionel had feared of the worst thing that'd ever happened in his whole entire life. He feared for Juliet for whatever had happened to her. He even cared so much about her when he first met her & have known her ever since. He knew that when he first met her, he knew that something was off about her. He then looked at Winston with fear, perhaps love & worry in his eyes. He had a plan now in motion. "Winston, come with me outside to go get Miss Phillips inside before she faints out there in the rain. Please? & get my umbrella and hurry." & with that said, Lionel turned around on his heels & he rushed by jogging towards the back doors of his house while Winston was following closely right behind him with an umbrella in his hands. Lionel was worried sick about Juliet.
Meanwhile, Juliet walked onto the Gazebo & under the roof of it. She dropped her umbrella & her duffle bag onto the ground floor ungracefully, but nothing was broken or ruined in her bag thankfully. She immediately was holding onto the pole of it in exhaustion, trying to keep herself standing up for support & she's breathing heavily. She's so out of breath. She's still crying, trembling slightly, scared, whimpering & in pain. She's so scared & very tired even, like she's going to fall asleep or even faint in any minute. She felt terribly dizzy & a huge headache was coming on.
Lionel & Winston strides onto his Gazebo where Juliet was standing on. Lionel can hear her softly crying, whimpering & he saw the recent bruises on upper her arms, legs & face. Oh, boy, he's now beyond pissed off at her father for whatever he'd done to her this time now. Lionel had his temper in check & he's about a foot or 2 away from her. He didn't want to scare her off & have her run away & then when suddenly, Juliet's knees started to tremble & buckle underneath her when she collapsed to the ground, she closed her eyes & she lost consciousness. No wonder why she's so tired & she's hurt pretty bad enough. Lionel's eyes widened in shock as he rushed over to her & he'd caught her into his arms in time without hesitation just before she hit the ground & as he looked at his Juliet, his heart was aching for her & he looked at her closed eye lids & they had the dark circles under her eyes & some bruises on her face & he looked up at Winston with fear, worry & something else in his eyes. Juliet needed plenty of bed rest, some food to eat, something to drink & some medical attention. Juliet hated hospitals, but she doesn't mind to go see a doctor at his house & she can't stand dealing with needles. She'd prefered a Doctor's house calls, but not hospitals.
Was it love in his eyes? Perhaps. Lionel sighed deeply & he looked up at Winston. "We need to get her inside from the rain before she catches cold & please go get her umbrella & her duffle bag & also call Dr. William Johnson for a doctor's house call visit, Winston. Please hurry." Lionel raised his voice a little loud enough speak over the heavy rain as he picked her up & he carried Juliet tenderly into his arms, so he wouldn't injure her any further than she was already as it's in. He leaned down a bit as he ghostly pressed his lips to her forehead. "It's alright, my sweet Juliet. I will take very good care of you, my love." Lionel breathed as he kissed her forehead softly. He wouldn't let her go as long as he lives. When Lionel picked her up in his arms & as he carried her, she's like that she's a light weight as a feather, like she didn't even eat or drink anything or not enough of it as Winston followed behind them closely with her umbrella & her duffle bag in his hands and they all walked back into his house.
Juliet had changed Lionel when they first met & they worked together with each other. She made him feel like a real gentleman & that made him not being as a cold hearted man & a heartless bully, like he used to do it to Harry Dean & some of his employees as long as he worked for him there. He wants to make her feel loved & be loved. Lionel hoped that he'd make her feel to love him the same way that she would feel the same way about him. Make her feel no doubts & insecurities from within her whole body, soul within her heart & in her mind, but she'd have some of those inside of her very soul throughout her years of her whole entire life. Let us hope that she does feel the same way as he feels the same for her in return. He will make her feel very happy, loved & safe, just as long as she stays being with him.