The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 2323

An hour and a half later, Nicole slowly woke up.

The person holding her was warm and strong. His arms were muscular.

Last night’s scenes returned to her mind in an instant.

Nicole was afraid that she was just dreaming, so she looked up at Clayton’s face. Just as she was about to get up, his hand subconsciously tightened, and she fell back on him again.

However, she hit his leg.

Clayton’s face instantly turned pale from the pain. Then, he opened his eyes.

Nicole realized that something was wrong, so she quickly got up, knelt beside him, and subconsciously lifted the quilt to have a look.

However, Clayton stopped her by grabbing the corner of the quilt. He stretched out his hand to pull her onto him and said with a sleepy and lazy voice, “What are you doing so early in the morning?”

Nicole felt a little guilty.

“Did I hit your leg? Does it hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t hurt.”

He stroked her hair reassuringly.

Nicole remained silent.

Clayton realized her silence, so he sat up, leaned back, and sighed.

“It hurts a little, but it’s like being kicked in a dream. The pain will go away soon. It’s okay.”

Nicole blinked, and there was some doubt in her watery eyes.

“What should we do? Do you need to take medicine? Should we go to the hospital?”

Clayton pursed his lips and softened his voice.

“No, I brought back the treatment device from abroad, and it’s in the office at the restaurant. If I continue treatment every day, it won’t hurt. It’s just inconvenient to walk.”

The doctor advised him to walk less, but Clayton wanted to stay fit, and he did not want to become a disabled person.

“Don’t treat me like a porcelain doll that can’t be touched. This is a long-term treatment process. I only worry if you’ll dislike me…”

He said the last three words softly.

Clayton said something so important casually, but it felt heavy on Nicole's heart.

She seemed to realize what Clayton really cared about.

Why did he not come home after he returned to Mediania? Why did he hide his identity?

Was he being unreasonable because he was afraid that she would dislike him?

Nicole’s eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She did not speak because she did not know what to say.

Such a perfect person like Clayton was also insecure.

It was her fault.

She put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. “Clayton.”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

Clayton smiled. “I know.”

He stroked her hair gently.

She continued, “Even if you become minced meat, you’ll still be my favorite minced meat!”

Clayton was speechless.

He was a little creeped out by the metaphor.

Thankfully, he was not minced meat.

But he felt her love.

Someone knocked on the door.

Mrs. Zoe vaguely heard their voices coming from inside, so she knocked on the door cautiously.

Clayton smiled, put on his pajamas, and walked over with a cane to open the door.

Mrs. Zoe was a little embarrassed:

“Sir, you promised Chatty that you’d send her to school today, so...”

Clayton was stunned for a moment.

He forgot.

He glanced at the two children, who were sitting on the sofa in the living room watching an Ultraman movie while waiting for him.

Clayton’s expression changed.

He did not know whether he should blame himself for waking up late or scold the two little ones for being lazy.