Chapter 403 He Relented

Meryl was done talking with Dalton. She had said everything before.

Yet, he seemed stuck in his own fantasy world.

It felt like he’d created a dream for himself and was trying to drag her into it.

When she polished off the food he had just made, a hint of satisfaction crossed his face.

“I’ll be around for the next few days,” he said. “If you want anything else, just tell me, and I’ll whip it up.”

Meryl didn’t respond.

The reality of living under the same roof as him dampened her spirits.

But she knew if she wanted to escape, keeping him in a good mood was crucial.

“I sent some clothes for you yesterday. Didn’t you like them?” he asked.

“Why should I dress up when I’m stuck here all day?” she shot back.

Women often dress to impress, but not her for him. An invisible wall between them.

Meryl’s resistance was clear, and Dalton was clueless about how to close that gap.

The TV was on, showing a news segment about an upcoming concert in Kingsdom featuring a famous musician.

Meryl found herself captivated by it.

Noticing her interest, Dalton asked, “You want to go to the concert, right? You used to play the cello.”

She glanced at him, then let her gaze drop. “You’ve locked me up here. How am I supposed to think about going out?”

With that, she switched off the TV and headed upstairs.

Seeing her bare feet made Dalton frown.

He quickly rushed over and scooped her up into his arms.

“Dalton! Put me down! What are you doing?” Meryl protested, startled.

“Taking you back to your room! I can’t let you go upstairs barefoot. It’s too cold!”

In her hurry to escape, she had forgotten to put on her shoes, giving him the perfect excuse.

As she squirmed in his grip, he added, “Stay still! I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

At the mention of the baby, she froze.

Dalton couldn’t help but smile a bit, pleased that he’d gotten her attention.

He carried her upstairs and gently set her on the bed.

The moment Meryl touched the mattress, she shot him a wary look.

Ignoring her gaze, Dalton grabbed her ankle.

“Why aren’t you wearing socks? It’s freezing out!”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Meryl frowned, trying to pull away, but he only held her tighter.

“I just want to keep you warm! I promise, I’m not trying to be weird. Can you just relax a bit?”

Her frown deepened.

They had never been this intimate, even when she chased after him in the past.

Feeling the tension, she instinctively grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

“Hey, you said you wanted to go to the concert, right? I’ll go with you!”

His sudden suggestion caught her off guard, disbelief washing over her.

“Wait, what?”

“I’ll take you to the concert. Can we try to get along?”

“Are you really going to let me go out?”