When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1728 Celebrate Our Marriage

Jocelyn was taken aback once again. Once she had processed the situation, she immediately nodded in agreement.

"All right. I'll find a nearby restaurant right now."

She pulled out her phone and began to search.

Nicholas spoke up again. "How about something spicy?"

"But your body can't handle spicy food. You've even mentioned that lighter meals are better for you," Jocelyn said.

Nicholas listened in silence before he spoke up. "I feel like having something spicy today."

Jocelyn found him a bit odd today, but she still followed his suggestion and chose a restaurant that served spicy food.

Nicholas couldn't tolerate spicy food, but he had once seen Jocelyn indulging in it.

In the past, he had always assumed that Jocelyn, like himself, couldn't handle spicy food.

Later, upon inquiring about Jocelyn's hometown, it was discovered that spicy food was a staple there. Consequently, whenever she dined alone, she would always opt for something spicy.

However, ever since she started following Nicholas and taking care of his daily needs, Jocelyn had essentially altered her eating habits.

Sitting inside the restaurant while the dishes were being served, Jocelyn felt a bit anxious. She asked for some hot water to be brought over. "If it's too spicy, you can wash the spice off with hot water."

Nicholas didn't respond. Instead, he picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth, the spicy flavor stimulating his taste buds and nostrils.

He frowned slightly and couldn't help but state, "These years with me... They've been hard on you."

"Mr. Nicholas, why would you suddenly say som taken aback.

thing like this?"

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Nicholas smiled. "Nothing. It's just something I thought of."

He couldn't handle spicy food; even a single bite made him uncomfortable.

Jocelyn had followed him, having eaten bland food for so many years.

"By the way, when you set a date for the engagement, be sure to let me know. I'll definitely be there and bring you a grand gift," Nicholas remarked, lifting his head to look at Jocelyn.

Upon hearing his words, Jocelyn felt a lump in her throat. Her hand, which was holding the fork, involuntarily tightened. “Well, I..." she began.

"It should be soon." She hastily took a sip of water, concealing the panic in her eyes.

Nicholas gave a slight nod, yet he couldn't help but ask, "Have you made up your mind?"

Once again, Jocelyn nodded.

Nicholas had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't quite describe, managing to pull off a gentle smile.

"That's good, then."

After they had dinner, Nicholas escorted Jocelyn to her apartment building.

He was about to leave when he spotted a figure stepping out of a flashy sports car not too far away.

Yannick, dressed casually, strolled over in this direction.

"Mr. Rainsworth, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Yannick and Nicholas were not familiar with each other. It was through Nicholas' face that Yannick came to know him.

Nicholas's eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting the slightly frivolous face of Yannick in their depths.

"Pleasure to meet you."

Jocelyn was somewhat puzzled and asked Yannick, "How come you're here?"

Yannick walked up to her, naturally draping his arm around her shoulders.

"I've missed you, as simple as that."

In the presence of Nicholas, being so intimate with Yannick made Jocelyn feel somewhat awkward.

She reached out to take's

bife

hand.

Yannick, however, had her firmly under his control, provocatively casting another glance at Nicholas.

"Mr. Rainsworth, thank you for

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bringing Jocelyn back home. When

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wedding banquet."

Then, he said to Jocelyn, "Let's go."

How could Jocelyn not grasp what Yannick meant? Initially, she wanted to pull away from him, butnoveldrama

considering that they had already decided to be together, she refrained from doing anything more.

After bidding farewell to Nicholas, she went home with Yannick by taking the elevator.

Nicholas stood downstairs for a long while before she finally left.

Upstairs, in Jocelyn's apartment, Yannick arrived. Without any hesitation, he took

a seat, surveying his surroundings.

The interior of the house was as meticulous and uncluttered as Jocelyn herself, reflecting her attention to detail.

Jocelyn poured him a glass of water. "You really didn't have to do that."