Chapter 18

"You can go home for the night," Jason said to Terrence, who followed him inside.

Shock flashed across Terrence's eyes. However, having followed Jason for so long, he understood there were some things he shouldn't ask.

"Yes," Terrence responded, and left the house.

Since Young Master Reed asked me to leave, I guess this means Young Master Reed… is going to stay here tonight?

Inside the rented house, only Jason and Grace remained. He helped her remove her shoes and coat before pulling the covers over her. Then he pulled up a chair to sit by the bed.

He realized it had been a while since he'd lived there. The house held no trace of his former presence.

Has she thrown out all my things? The thought made him frown, a sense of displeasure rising in his heart.

At that moment, Grace, seemingly fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and tried to get out of bed.

"What is it?" he asked.

With half-opened, blurry eyes, she mumbled, "Water… I need water…"

She was probably parched from drinking so much wine earlier.

Jason sighed and gently sat her back on the bed. "Sit here and don't move. I'll get you some water." He was worried she might scald herself trying to get water in her current state.

He went to the small table where her thermos was. He knew she usually mixed cold and hot water in winter to create warm water—a suitable temperature for cold days. He took a cup and mixed some warm water for her before returning to the bed.

Fortunately, she was sitting obediently, her back straight, looking like a good student. Jason couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Grace.

As if hearing him, she raised her chin and looked at him with half-opened almond eyes. Her face and lips were flushed.

"Water… I need water…" she kept mumbling, but remained seated.

He found her inexplicably cute.

"Alright, here's your water." He carefully angled the cup to her lips.

She clumsily reached for the cup and gulped the water down before releasing a long breath. With a satisfied smile, she said, "Thanks."

"Did you have enough? Do you want more?" he asked.

She cocked her head to the side, seemingly trying to comprehend his words, before murmuring, "Sleepy… Need sleep…"

"Then just…" He couldn't finish saying "go to sleep" before she reached out and pulled him onto the bed.

Surprised, he found himself pulled down beside her. In a moment, she was on top of him, smiling demurely as her fingers lightly traced his face.

"Jay…" Her gentle voice filled his ears, her sweet scent mingling with the intoxicating aroma of wine. "Tell me, why are you so good-looking?"