Dead at Heart (Ariel and Jayson) novel Chapter 728

The people Ariel sent to watch Cecilia had been keeping an eye on her for a long time and still hadn't found anything. Jayson, on the other hand, had struck decisively.

"The only way to stay out of trouble is not to do anything wrong. With her personality, anything's possible, especially having spent so many years abroad. Bad habits aren't surprising," Jayson said, his tone almost detached, as he studied the menu and carefully selected dishes.

Ariel glanced over. Every dish he chose was one she loved. Even the final dessert—chocolate pudding—was her favorite.

She had always thought Jayson didn't pay much attention to her. But now, stepping back from that thought and seeing things more objectively, she could notice these subtle details clearly.

"How did you know when she would act? These are private matters, after all," Ariel asked, looking away from the menu.

He had arranged everything perfectly, sparing her the effort of choosing.

"No secrets stay hidden forever. High profile comes with its price."

Jayson's connections in Eldoria were far-reaching. Ariel realized that he must have planted someone to keep tabs.

She could almost imagine just how much of a shock this case would be for someone as spoiled and headstrong as Cecilia.

Being abroad was one thing. In Croinia, she couldn't run wild without consequence.

The dishes arrived one by one.

After wiping down the cutlery for Ariel, Jayson put on disposable gloves and began peeling shrimp from the seafood boil.

He didn't eat it himself. Instead, he set it on her plate.

Ariel looked at it. "Just eat it. You don't need to do this."

He looked up, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to please you."

"Then what are you doing?"

That noble man who had never lowered himself was now…

They never thought they would live to see a scene like this.

Jayson had his sleeves rolled up, doing all the little things he'd never bothered with before, all for the woman by his side. He didn't take a single bite himself.

Whenever Ariel so much as glanced at a dish, he was already placing it on her plate. He served her soup, smoothed her hair, and refilled her water at just the right moment.

Since when had Jayson ever been the type to take care of someone like this? If he hadn't done this many times in the past, how could he be handling it all so effortlessly now?

Matt was so stunned his jaw nearly hit the floor. It took him a while before he finally muttered under his breath, "Was I blind before?"

How had he never noticed Jayson's feelings for Ariel?