Chapter 281 Intensive Care
Lillian was brushing her teeth, and Jackson stood by, watching her intently.
Lillian found it a bit odd and looked at him, asking, "Aren't you going to brush your teeth?"
She said this while instinctively glancing at the toiletries beside her, her movements gradually slowing down.
At this moment, she realized this was the Peace Mansion, the home she and Jackson had shared as newlyweds, their former home.
When she left, she had only packed some clothes, taking nothing else with her.
Yet now, she discovered that despite her long absence, nothing in the Peace Mansion had changed.
Her toiletries were still there—towel, toothbrush, rinsing cup, comb, cosmetics, and even two hair ties hanging on the small hooks under the towel rack.
It was as if she had never left.
But that wasn't entirely true; there were some changes.
Lillian noticed that another person's items had been placed next to her toiletries.
They were Jackson's toiletries, placed right beside hers. They were tall and short, large and small, making everything appear in pairs.
Her items were all in warm colors, while his were in cool colors.
But many of these items were couple's sets, carefully selected and bought by Lillian herself in the past.
These details held her hopes and expectations.
But back then, Jackson didn't sleep with her. Even when he occasionally came home, they slept in separate rooms.
His toiletries were also placed in the bathroom of the adjacent room.
But now, after she had left, these items had been moved into the master bathroom, catching Lillian off guard once again.
This discovery left Lillian's thoughts in disarray.
"I've already washed up. I've even been to the company and attended two meetings," Jackson replied.
Jackson's voice brought Lillian back to reality. She suddenly realized the time. It was already morning. Jackson was always disciplined, waking up at six in the morning to run.
And it was only now that she noticed he wasn't wearing casual clothes but a suit.
She thought, 'So, he might not have slept beside me last night. He might just happened to be here when I woke up. But what about these toiletries? Did he move into the master bedroom after I left? Why?'
Lillian realized how fragile she was. Jackson's actions, which might not mean anything, could touch her heart and make her overthink.
She brushed her teeth vigorously, forcing herself not to look or think too much.
"Then you can go out. I'll come down after I finish." Lillian urged Jackson to leave, not understanding why he found her washing up so fascinating.
Jackson seemed a bit uneasy. He nodded and, before leaving, reminded her, "Take your time. There's no rush."
Ever since learning about her pregnancy, he had become somewhat anxious.
It was as if she were fragile glass, and he always wanted to keep her in sight.
This morning, he had gone to Star Group for a meeting, feeling uneasy the whole time.
He had planned to come back at noon to have lunch with her, but he couldn't wait even halfway through the morning, postponing his work schedule to return early.
This had never happened before.
When Lillian came downstairs, Cynthia had indeed prepared a sumptuous breakfast.
Jackson was already seated at the dining table, legs crossed, casually flipping through a newspaper.
Seeing Lillian approach, he closed the newspaper and set it aside, even standing up to pull out the chair next to him for her.
Lillian had intended to sit across from him, but seeing this, she had no choice but to sit beside Jackson.
But his gentlemanly behavior didn't stop there. During the meal, he kept asking if she wanted to try this or that dish.
She was hungry and ate quickly, and he kept reminding her to slow down, even pouring her a glass of water and placing it by her hand.
He even held a napkin, wiping the soup from the corner of her mouth whenever it dripped.
Lillian felt like a baby being taken care of, not enjoying it but feeling completely uncomfortable.
When Jackson reached out once more, intending to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, Lillian raised her hand to stop him.
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