The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 392

Riley leaned back slightly. "You eat it. I'm not hungry."

Sebastian pushed the spoon a little closer to her lips.

Seeing that he insisted, Riley had no choice but to open her mouth and eat it. But realizing he had just used that same spoon, her face flushed red with embarrassment. "You finish it. I'm going to check on Lady Eleanor."

She stood up and gently pushed open the door to the inner room. Seeing the nanny sleeping on the cot, she nearly had a heart attack. She shot a panicked look back at the man casually eating his wontons.

As if feeling her gaze, Sebastian turned and looked at her, his eyes crinkling with a warm smile.

Riley was completely speechless.

This man was entirely too bold. The nanny was right there in the room, and he still dared to hug her.

She steadied her breathing before quietly stepping inside to check on Eleanor. The elderly woman's face held the pale frailty typical of someone post-surgery, but she was sleeping soundly.

Riley carefully checked the blood pressure monitor by the bed. It was slightly higher than normal, but for an eighty-year-old with a history of hypertension, it was perfectly acceptable. As long as it remained stable and didn't spike, she would be fine.

After checking on Eleanor, Riley quietly slipped out of the room. She walked back into the living area and looked at the man who was still eating. "Take your time. I'm heading back."

Sebastian stood up. "I'll walk you."

"No need. Finish your food, otherwise it'll get cold."

Sebastian simply walked up to stand right beside her.

Riley found that Sebastian was sometimes incredibly agreeable. For instance, when she told him he wasn't allowed to neglect his health or use his injuries to trick her, he agreed instantly. When she told him she wanted to handle her own problems, he also agreed instantly.

But sometimes, he was incredibly dominant. Like just now, insisting on feeding her. Or right now, insisting on walking her back. He didn't argue or force his point aggressively; he just used his actions to make it impossible for her to refuse.

It was past 3:00 AM, and the inpatient ward was fast asleep. The silence was absolute. As they walked down the hall, they could hear every single one of each other's footsteps perfectly clearly.

When they reached the elevators, Riley looked at him. "Go back and get some sleep. I'm heading up."

"I can't sleep."

Riley assumed he was worried about Eleanor. "The surgery was a success. As long as she rests well, she'll be perfectly fine."

"I have chronic insomnia."

Riley's expression instantly turned serious. "Since when?"

"Since I was fifteen."

Franklin had mentioned that Sebastian had been kidnapped when he was fifteen. He was so young back then; falling into the hands of criminals must have terrified him. Leaving psychological scars was completely understandable.

Fifteen years of insomnia. He had suffered through it for fifteen years.

Riley's heart clenched in agonizing pain. "Did you try getting treatment?"

"I did. It didn't work."

Riley recalled taking care of him when he was injured recently. "When you were hurt, you seemed to be sleeping perfectly fine."

"Alright."

Riley led Sebastian upstairs to her department. As they passed the nurses' station, a nurse spotted him and asked curiously, "Dr. Vance, who's this?"

Riley froze, unsure how to explain.

Sebastian calmly replied, "Her patient."

Riley immediately played along. "He suffers from insomnia. I brought him here for a private treatment session."

The nurse looked totally confused. Did they have a patient this handsome on their floor? Why didn't she have any memory of him? That didn't make sense. If someone looked like that, she definitely would have remembered. Was he a new patient Dr. Vance just took on tonight?

Oblivious to the nurse's internal monologue, Riley led Sebastian toward the doctors' offices.

The doctors' offices were separated from the nurses' station by a wall.

Riley bypassed the main offices and took Sebastian straight into her on-call room.

The room had two sets of bunk beds. It was where Riley, Dr. Grosse, Dr. Juan, and another senior attending physician rested during night shifts.

Riley walked up to one of the bottom bunks. "This is my bed. Go ahead and sleep. I'll wake you up before everyone else gets up."

Sebastian glanced at the bed. The stark white sheets and blanket were neat and spotless. He sat on the edge of the mattress and looked up at Riley with a warm gaze. "Dr. Vance, how exactly do you plan on treating me privately?"

His deep voice was laced with a hint of a teasing smile.