Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 142

After Grace had washed up, Jason carried her back to bed, and she saw that her meal had been served.

Although it was a simple meal consisting of porridge and some other dishes, it looked appetizing. Grace's tummy suddenly growled loudly.

"The doctor recommended making you eat food that's easy to digest," Jason said.

He then started to put the dishes on the over-bed table for her.

If anyone had witnessed the scene, their eyes would have popped out of their heads. Mr. Reed, the man who called the shots in Emerald City, was attending to a woman.

Grace took the utensils and started eating her food. When she lowered her head to eat, her long hair kept falling down her face, almost getting into the porridge.

Just as she was about to look for a hairband to tie up her hair with, Jason showed that he was one step ahead of her and said, "Let me do it." As he spoke, he took out a hairband and a comb that had been put to one side.

When Grace saw the logo on the hairband, she knew that it was branded. Before she had been imprisoned, she had bought a few hair accessories carrying this brand as her income had allowed her to do so back then.

She had not expected Jay to be so attentive to have prepared such a trivial thing.

"Do you know how to do it?" she asked.

"I've seen you do it every day, so it's no problem," Jason replied.

He took the comb and started combing her hair before tying it up. Although he was not skillful, he did a good job.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.