“What’s the matter?” Vincent entered swiftly upon hearing the commotion.

He saw Katelyn crouched in a corner, wrapped tightly in a blanket, her eyes wide with panic as she pointed at a spider on the wall.

“There’s a… a spider,” she stammered, her fear clear in her voice. She was enveloped in the blanket, with only her face showing. Her voice trembled as she glanced fleetingly at the spider, then quickly shut her eyes, continuing to shake.

Vincent looked at the spider, momentarily speechless.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it,” he reassured her.

“Please, hurry!” Katelyn urged, her eyes still shut. She had always had a deep fear of creatures with too many legs—or none at all. Her body trembled with the lingering fear.

Normally, she would have screamed at the sight of such creatures.

Vincent carefully picked up a tissue, approached the spider slowly, swatted it, and then tossed it outside. Returning to Katelyn, he saw that she was still visibly scared.

He felt a bit helpless but softened as he looked at her. He knew Katelyn to be fearless in the face of danger, but spiders unnerved her.

“The spider’s gone now,” he said gently.

Katelyn cautiously opened her eyes. Once she was sure the spider was indeed gone, she took a deep breath.

“Granville’s temperate climate means bugs are common, no matter the size of the house,” Vincent said. “I’ll have people come by tomorrow to take care of them.”

Katelyn inhaled deeply, trying to steady her nerves. Earlier, she had woken up to find the spider hanging directly above her. She was still shaken from the scare.

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“I really despise those things,” she muttered under her breath.

Vincent’s expression softened in response.

He tried to appear more relaxed around Katelyn, fearing his usual reserved nature might intimidate her. If Jaxen were around, he would likely joke about Vincent’s typically stony heart melting.

“Now that you’re awake, why don’t you get up and join me for breakfast? I’ll give you the day off so you can go out and enjoy yourself,” he suggested.

Katelyn nodded enthusiastically and then expressed her gratitude. “Thank you, Mr. Adams.”

Breakfast was ready—just the usual sandwiches, milk, and eggs. They sat opposite each other at the dining table.

As Vincent sipped his coffee and perused the newspaper, Katelyn couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Adams, do you really have the same meal every day?”

Vincent often seemed like a man of routine. He dedicated most of his time to work, and his daily life rarely changed.

He looked up from his newspaper and responded, “Do you dislike the breakfast? I can order something else right away.”

Katelyn shook her head, remembering the sparse selection of fresh produce in the fridge, which was mostly filled with frozen items. Vincent wasn’t fussy about his meals; he just needed food for energy.

An idea struck her—a way to show her appreciation. “Since I have the day off, how about I go grocery shopping and show you how to cook? Constantly eating processed food isn’t great for your health.”

Vincent set his newspaper aside, hesitating slightly. “But it’s your day off.”

“It’s okay. You’ve done so much for me. Let me do this as a way to thank you.”

If Katelyn wanted to list all the ways Vincent had helped her, she would run out of fingers. He had been incredibly helpful, and she felt guilty for continually accepting his assistance.

Vincent had someone clean his house, but the housekeeper didn’t cook.

“Then I’ll go with you,” Vincent said. He paused, then added, “Today is my day off too.”

“Alright.”

After breakfast, they drove to a large grocery store nearby. The store was well-stocked with everything they could possibly need.

Katelyn took charge of selecting the items while Vincent pushed the cart behind her.

In the past, Katelyn had always thought that the happiest thing in the world would be shopping with someone she loved. But Neil had refused her simple request countless times. He let her shop alone, carrying the groceries home by herself.

Katelyn glanced over at Vincent. He was now carefully examining the labels on the food. In this mundane setting, he was doing something as ordinary as grocery shopping, but he still managed to look effortlessly handsome. The rightful source is Find~Novel.net

Just then, Katelyn felt someone bump into her forcefully.

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