Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 592

Clayton lay heavily on the bed, drifting in and out of a drunken haze while Jade tended to him through the night.

Despite her origins in the slums, Jade had been brought back to the White family at a young age. She had grown up as a spoiled, arrogant heiress who had never once served another human being in her life.

Yet here she was, awkwardly wiping down his hands, feet, and chest. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut while struggling to strip him and force him into his pajamas, and then practically wrestled him to drink the hangover cure. By the time she was done, she collapsed against the edge of the mattress, drenched in sweat and gasping for air.

Taking care of someone was absolute torture.

Only after ensuring his breathing was steady did she drag her exhausted body out of the room.

The moment the door clicked shut, Clayton's eyes slowly opened.

His predatory gaze was sharp, devoid of the drunken fog from moments ago, entirely replaced by a complex, scrutinizing intensity.

He was observing her. He needed to know if this new version of Jade was just another calculated act.

So far, it seemed... she had genuinely changed.

But their toxic history made it impossible for him to let his guard down. The walls he had built against her were too thick, and he couldn't be certain this wasn't all just a masterful performance.

...

The next morning, Jade limped out of her room and was shocked to see Clayton sitting at the dining table, elegantly slicing into his breakfast. He wasn't waiting for her, but it was the first time they were actually sharing a morning meal since she had moved in.

She shifted nervously, unsure if she was even allowed to sit down.

He hated her so much. If she sat across from him, would it ruin his appetite?

After a moment of hesitation, she decided to turn around and hide in her room until he was done.

"Not eating?" his deep voice echoed through the room.

Jade froze, offering an awkward smile. "I'm just... not that hungry yet."

"Sit down and eat," he ordered flatly.

"Oh. Okay," she murmured, keeping her head down as she slid into a chair and began quietly eating.

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