Dead at Heart novel

Chapter 765 Ariel could see right through Jayson. He was pretending to be weak and frail. But she knew exactly why-he was doing it because of her. "You know it still hurts when I breathe. I can't move my abdomen too much, and I can't even bathe myself," Jayson said in an unhurried tone. Arthur stood behind him, holding the handles of the wheelchair. His expression was slightly awkward as he sneaked a glance at Jayson. He wasn't quite used to seeing his boss act this way. Ariel, on the other hand, couldn't think of a proper retort.

"So, you want me to stay at Crescent Point for a few days?" "No, I want you to come home." Jayson wasn't going to take no for an answer. He grabbed her hand. "Won't you take pity on me?" Ariel was speechless. She was often amazed by how clever and adaptable Jayson could be. It all depended on whether he was willing to set aside his pride and dignity to get what he wanted. Despite his cold and distant demeanor, Jayson had a knack for persuading others with unconventional methods. Ariel glanced at Arthur. "Help him into the car. We'll head to Crescent Point first." Arthur nodded.

"Understood." Clearly, Jayson's act had worked. Arthur was very impressed. Once they were in the car, Ariel sent Katie and Leonard a message on WhatsApp, telling them she would stay at Jayson's place for the time being. When she put down her phone and turned her head, she caught Jayson grinning. Jayson met Ariel's gaze and said, "Being in a good mood helps with recovery, don't you think?" "Then go ahead and keep that silly smile on your face," Ariel replied. She knew he was pretending to be pitiful, but she wasn't planning on shirking her responsibility.

Jayson had been badly injured while saving her. There was no way she could abandon him while he was still recovering. She couldn't bring herself to do something like that. Soon, they arrived at the marital home. Ariel felt a bit tired. After all, it hadn't been that long since her surgery. Georgia wasn't around that day. After dropping the couple off and moving their belongings into the house, Arthur tactfully excused himself. Ariel could tell Jayson wasn't feeling well. She tilted her chin toward him.

"You should go upstairs and lie down 1/4 for a while." "Are you coming with me?" Jayson glanced back at her as he walked toward the stairs. Ariel ignored the question. "I'll do what I can to take care of you. I'm well enough to handle basic tasks now. I'm not going to just walk away from this." "Why would I need you to look after me? It's not like I can't eat on my own or need help using the toilet. But if you want to help me take off my clothes when I shower, I won't say no." Jayson wasn't truly expecting her to "compensate" him by caring for him. He just wanted to keep her close.

"I'd be terrible if I made you, someone who just recovered from major surgery, take care of me," he added. Ariel was still worrying about him even though she needed to rest herself. She was always unnecessarily considerate that way. She didn't argue further and simply followed him upstairs. Jayson really wasn't feeling his best. For the past week, he had forced himself to get out of bed just so he could stay by her side. Once in bed, he turned his gaze toward her. "This is your home. Relax a little. Do you want to take a nap with me? "1 Ariel wasn't sleepy.

"I'm thinking of checking the latest work progress on my phone. You should go ahead and take a nap." She sat on the couch and started scrolling through her phone. Several matters had been delayed since she was admitted to the hospital. Jayson knew how she was. With his head resting against the pillow, he watched her for a while. Feeling reassured, he eventually drifted off to sleep. Ariel checked her group chats but didn't find anything that needed her immediate attention. When she looked up, Jayson was already asleep. His brows were furrowed, his face drawn with fatigue.

Given everything he'd been through lately, Ariel figured he must be mentally exhausted too. She walked over to the bed and adjusted the blanket over him before quietly leaving the room. As she passed by the nursery, a sharp ache filled her chest. No matter how hard Jayson tried to distract her, Ariel still couldn't escape the sorrow that struck whenever she saw that room. She stopped, hesitated, then opened the door and stepped inside. Everything looked exactly as she remembered. The baby's clothes and toys were neatly arranged in their proper places.

She could almost picture Jayson's expression while choosing these items-he must have been just as excited to meet their child. Ariel picked up a tiny, soft yellow dress. Her eyes turned red. "I picked that. Doesn't it look cute?" Jayson's voice came from behind her. Ariel turned and saw him leaning against the doorframe. She had no idea how long he'd been standing there. Fresh chapters posted on FindNovel.net She set the dress down. "What does it matter if it's cute? No one's ever going to wear it." Jayson looked at her silently, then sighed. He stepped closer and leaned down slightly.

"Ari, look at me." Ariel lifted her gaze. Jayson exhaled slowly, his eyes steady on hers. "When the time's right, let's take a trip abroad. We'll go to Nacsall." "Why do you want to go there?" "To meet someone you've missed terribly."