The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 350

But now...

Riley realized that the Sebastian with his eyes closed and the Sebastian with his eyes open were two entirely different concepts.

She had to admit, she was a bit of a coward.

Forget actually dating him; she could barely handle a single look from him.

But through this ordeal, she had finally seen her own heart clearly. She really liked Sebastian. She didn't know exactly when these feelings started, but by the time she realized it, she was already deeply invested.

If he still liked her, she wanted to give them a try. Just like Winona said, if she tried, she wouldn't regret it. If she tried, she wouldn't be left wondering.

Winona never even got the chance to try, but she did. He had woken up. God had given her another chance, and she didn't want to miss it again. As for the outcome...

Even if it didn't work out in the end, she would accept it.

Having made her decision, Riley's heart began to pound with nervous anxiety, bubbling and churning just like the broth on the stove.

How was she supposed to say it?

He had always been the one taking the initiative. This time, she wanted to be the brave one.

What if she brought it up and he didn't like her anymore?

After all, last time, he hadn't even given her a chance to decline before he took his words back.

But he had done so much for her. He had to like her, right?

Yeah, he liked her. He definitely liked her.

Once the broth was done, Riley used a spoon to skim the top layer of the rice soup. She ladled the creamy white liquid into a small bowl, gently stirring it to let it cool.

Zach walked to the kitchen door. "Riley, I'm heading out. There's something at the hospital I need to handle. I'll come back tonight to change his dressings and set up his IV."

Riley nodded. "Okay."

"I'll leave Sebastian in your hands."

"...Okay."

Getting the confirmation he wanted, Zach flashed a knowing smile and left. He had already given Franklin—that dense block of wood—a heads-up, so he should know how to act.

Riley walked out of the kitchen with the broth just in time to see Franklin coming out of Sebastian's room.

"Riley, I'm going to grab some groceries. I'll leave Mr. St. John to you."

Riley nodded.

Franklin left.

Riley carried the broth into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. "Drink something. It'll make your stomach feel better."

As long as she wasn't returning it, it was fine.

Sebastian gave a soft, "Mm."

Riley swallowed hard against the tightness in her throat. She looked at Sebastian, her tone incredibly serious. "Does what you said that day still count?"

Sebastian looked at her in confusion. "What did I say?"

Riley gripped her fingers tighter, trying her hardest to appear calm. "When you told me to think about it."

Sebastian's pupils contracted violently. "It counts."

"If..." Riley paused, lowering her eyelashes. In the end, she still couldn't bring herself to look into his eyes while saying these words. His gaze was far too deep; she felt like if she looked too long, she would be pulled right in. "If you're still willing, I want to give us a try."

Wild joy erupted in Sebastian's eyes, but terrified that he might have misunderstood her, he tightened his jaw to suppress the surging emotions. His voice, heavily controlled, carried a faint tremor. "You're willing to be with me?"

Riley nodded. "Yeah. I want to try."

The feelings Sebastian had forcefully repressed deep in his heart shattered his usual calm and restraint in that instant, exploding entirely.

His eyes blazed with intense, undeniable passion.

The man who was always unshakable finally lost his composure. The calculated coolness he always carried completely vanished. His deep, fiery gaze locked onto her face, the heart in his chest hammering wildly, entirely out of his control.

He slowly leaned toward her...