Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 117

Alicia's mind went blank for a second. She scooped up some shaved ice with her spoon and offered it to Tyrone. "Do you want some?"

The question had barely left her lips before she regretted it.

She started to pull her hand back, but Tyrone caught her wrist.

Alicia stared at him, wide-eyed, as he actually ate the spoonful of shaved ice from her hand.

Her heart fluttered wildly, and the tips of her ears turned pink.

This man… He was always doing things that sent the wrong signals.

No wonder Jade was so terrified she'd fall for Tyrone. Wasn't this a kind of emotional manipulation?

Tyrone, of course, had no idea what was running through Alicia's head, or that taking a bite of her dessert had somehow turned him into the bad guy in her mind.

"Tyrone, if I can't get pregnant, Grandpa will definitely find out…" The pressure in Alicia's voice was unmistakable.

"Then we'll just have to try harder," Tyrone replied seriously, as if proposing a practical solution.

Alicia opened her mouth, then shut it again. Whatever. Let things happen as they will. After all, Tyrone was her boss in this marriage. When he decided it was over, she'd simply walk away.

"Can you forgive me now?" Tyrone asked after Alicia finished her dessert.

She looked at him, confused. Forgive him for what?

"Last night—I went too far." Tyrone was the type to reflect and apologize, but that didn't mean he wouldn't do it again.

Alicia had almost managed to block out last night's events, but now he'd brought them right back.

She lowered her head and focused on eating her strawberry cake, refusing to look at him.

…

After their shaved ice, Tyrone took Alicia to a movie, then for a stroll around town. He bought her a handful of trinkets—not expensive, but thoughtful enough to make her smile.

That evening, they wandered through a lively street market. Around eight, Tyrone finally called for the driver.

"Young master… your grandfather's upset. He wants you back at the estate." The driver looked apologetic—he had no choice but to return Tyrone to the family home.