?Chapter 467:


    Jaxen peeked through the crack in the door, barely suppressing augh at the scene unfolding before him. He was certain that Vincent and Katelyn definitely needed a little push. Otherwise, left to their own devices, they might remain just friends for another twenty years.


    When they finally got married, Jaxen would make sure to be the best man!


    With his mission aplished, Jaxen quietly slipped away.


    In the ward, Katelyn faced a dilemma.


    The chicken soup steamed before her, and Vincent’s demeanor left her no room to refuse. After a brief pause, she opened her mouth and took a sip. As Vincent reached for another spoonful to feed her, Katelyn quickly stopped him, forcing a smile.


    “Thank you, Mr. Adams, but I can manage on my own.”


    Her most significant injury was a cut on her arm, not her wrist. The excessive bandaging made it appear more serious than it really was. She wasn’t so incapacitated that she needed someone else to feed her.


    Vincent’s gaze was piercing, his tone authoritative.


    “Finish the soup first.”


    Katelyn felt entirely powerless and could only nod reluctantly. They were close enough that she could see the fine detail of Vincent’s handsome eyshes. He seemed almost divinely crafted.


    Vincent’s eyes, typically cold and stern, softened into a warm, inviting gaze that could captivate anyone. Such strikingly beautiful eyes.


    Her heart involuntarily quickened its pace.


    Vincent had not only prepared the nutritious soup himself but was now personally feeding her. If Aimee found out, she would likely be overjoyed and eager to y matchmaker.


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    Memories of Vincent’s thoughtful attentions crept uninvited into Katelyn’s mind, pressing her to face a question she had been avoiding.


    Would any boss really go to such lengths for an employee? Yet Vincent remained silent, leaving Katelyn filled with uncertainty. An answer slowly formed in her mind, causing her cheeks to redden further.


    Engulfed in these swirling emotions, Katelyn eventually finished the entire bowl of soup.


    “Thank you, Mr. Adams,” Katelyn whispered, her voice barely audible.


    Vincent nonchntly handed her a tissue and closed the lid of the thermos.


    “You don’t need to be so formal with me.”


    Katelyn’s face was ame, and she couldn’t bring herself to look directly at Vincent. She paused, gathering her thoughts before adding, “Still, I want to thank you for always looking out for me, even going as far as making me soup.”


    Vincent quickly focused on her mention of the soup and nced at the thermos. He hadn’t asked where it hade from.


    Noticing Katelyn’s bashful demeanor, he pieced things together but chose to probe indirectly. “Who said I made the soup?”


    Katelyn responded instinctively, “Jaxen told me. He said you spent two hours preparing it, even putting off your work.”


    If Katelyn hadn’t realized it earlier, it dawned on her now. Vincent, known for his relentless work ethic, was unlikely to postpone his duties for something as minor as cooking soup.


    Vincent, too, hade to a conclusion. A calcting look shed in his eyes, and he smirked slightly.


    Jaxen was growing bolder, meddling in his affairs. That also exined why he had been so adamant about securing a male nurse for Katelyn.


    “So, he lied to me…” Vincent murmured.


    Katelyn clenched her fists, ready to confront Jaxen. She had spent so much time thinking about how to thank Vincent, only to discover it was all based on a misunderstanding.


    Vincent nced at her but sidestepped her direct inquiry. “Did you like the soup?”


    Katelyn responded truthfully, “It’s quite good. Certainly better than what the hospital serves.”


    The hospital where she was recuperating was a top-tier private institution, equipped with a nutritionist who meticulously nned the patients’ meals. Although the meals were nutritious, they were far from delicious.


    Vincent appeared contemtive. “As long as you enjoyed it.”


    Her initial question hung in the air, still unanswered. As Katelyn debated whether to press for an answer again, a loudmotion suddenly broke out outside the door.


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