She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 426

"...It's nothing..." Melanie hesitated for a fraction of a second before slipping under the covers.

Sharing a bed it was, then!

It wasn't like they hadn't done it before.

Melanie lay beside Preston and closed her eyes.

Tomorrow's business trip would likely involve a long haul, so she needed to get some sleep early tonight.

But...

Her eyes remained closed for a long time, yet sleep eluded her.

She wasn't sure if it was because Preston was lying right next to her.

Last night, their intimacy had been so intense that she couldn't even remember when or how she had finally drifted off.

The bedroom was pin-drop silent, creating the perfect environment for rest, yet she felt inexplicably on edge.

"Can't sleep?"

Preston's voice drifted over from beside her.

Melanie turned her head.

Her gaze landed on his profile. His strikingly handsome jawline looked as though it had been carved by a master sculptor, radiating a rugged, magnetic charm.

Since she couldn't sleep anyway, she might as well appreciate the view for a bit.

Just then, Preston opened his eyes and turned to face her.

"Do I look good?"

"You do."

Melanie gave him an immediate, decisive answer.

If there was one thing unquestionable about Preston, it was his flawless looks.

"And what if I wasn't always this good-looking?"

"...Huh?"

Preston's soft murmur left Melanie completely baffled.

"Nothing. Just thinking out loud."

Hearing his quiet tone, she could have sworn she caught a fleeting glimpse of sorrow in his eyes.

"But when it comes to looking good, you're the most stunning one here."

Flattered by his praise, Melanie nodded with absolute confidence.

"You're right about that. I am."

Her radiant smile reflected in his eyes like a dancing flame, illuminating the dark, hidden corners of his heart.

Preston stared at her face for a long moment before his lips parted slightly.

"What should I do? I want to kiss you right now..."

It was his usual: a carton of milk and two slices of toast.

"Do you find this... too plain?"

Preston asked as he stood by the dining table, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"It suits your style. I like it."

Melanie watched the subtle tension ease from his features as she replied.

He had clearly been worried she wouldn't be satisfied with such a simple meal.

They sat down to eat together, and between bites, Melanie asked:

"By the way, is this how you always ate breakfast at home?"

"Yeah."

Preston nodded.

"Never thought about switching it up?"

He paused to consider her question before shaking his head.

"No."

Melanie shrugged, deciding not to press the issue.

Everyone had their own culinary habits and preferences; she knew people who practically lived on instant ramen day in and day out! It wasn't a big deal.