Nicole smiled. “I thought you were drunk and was planning to see what you look like when you’re drunk!”
Clayton lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment before he looked at her.
“I’m not drunk. I won’t let you take care of a drunk man.”
Nicole was his precious wife who should not have to suffer.
Nicole turned around and was about to say something when she saw that his eyes were bloodshot, deep, and dark.
She paused slightly and reached out to caress his eyebrows.
“What’s wrong?”
Clayton looked at her with gloomy eyes. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line.
“Nothing. You’ve worked hard. Do you want to rest?”
Nicole nodded.
When Clayton saw the dazzling green bed sheets, his expression changed immediately.
Nicole did not know what the problem was, so she took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.
“I’ll go and take a shower.”
Clayton pursed his lips. “This color...”
Nicole looked back. “What’s wrong with the color? You don’t like it?”
“Yeah… I don’t like it.”
Clayton’s eyes deepened.
He recalled the question that Julie asked Nicole today. It seemed that Nicole did not answer it yet.
Was she really tired of him?
Clayton felt a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.
Nicole casually said, “Well, just bear with it tonight even if you don’t like it. I put them on myself!”
She had never noticed how picky Clayton was about the color of their bedding.
Clayton opened his mouth but said nothing.
Nicole had already left to take a shower.
Clayton went out by himself and found a brand new set of dark red bedding.
It was a festive color.
It looked like the bedding that they used when they got married.
Clayton was very satisfied with it.
Then, he looked at a glass of water on the table and fell into deep thought.
Soon, Nicole came out of the bathroom. She was wiping her hair and was startled when she noticed the changed bedding.
“What’s going on here?”
It was such a dazzling red.
Clayton paused. “Oh. I accidentally spilled water on it just now, so I asked someone to change a new set of bedding. If you don’t like it. I’ll ask someone to change another set?”
Nicole frowned slightly. She did not care about these details.
“Forget it. It’s too troublesome. We won’t stay here for long anyway.”
The servants would also change and wash the bedsheets every day.
Clayton smiled, stood up, and took the hair dryer.
“Come on, I’ll dry your hair.”
Nicole enjoyed having her hair blown dry by Clayton. His fingers ran through her hair as he flicked it gently.
She sat down, closed her eyes, and got ready.
Clayton carefully dried her hair in gentle movements for fear of breaking a strand of hair.
Soon, he was done.
Nicole felt drowsy because of the alcohol.
Without much hesitation, Nicole climbed onto the bed.
Clayton turned off the light and went to the other side.
She turned over and saw that he was also lying on his side, facing her.
Under the moonlight, the man’s dark eyes stared at her.
They looked uneasy and a little sad.
Nicole suddenly noticed the unusual silence, so she rolled over under the quilt and into his arms.
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