Chapter 900

Zach rubbed his forehead and took a moment to rest in the passenger seat. Then, without saying

anything to Cecilia, he quietly left the car. Carrying his black suit over his arm, he walked

through the unlocked front door, heading straight for the foyer.

Margaret had been half-asleep at the dining table when a noise made her jump. “Oh my… Mr.

Jardin?” she said, wide-eyed.

Zach hung his jacket on the coat rack without making a fuss. He glanced around the room. ”

Where’s Madelyn?” he asked.

words trailed off as worry etched her face. “Oh no, the creamy chicken soup!” Hastily, she made her way to the kitchen. Upon returning

Zach was no longer there.

the stairs. Their eyes met briefly, and then she averted her gaze. A gust of wind brought the familiar scent of Chanel, a perfume Cecilia was known to wear. The cool detachment in Madelyn’s eyes startled Zach. Deep down, he always

they might as well

room, Zach relieved her of the bowl and placed it

and made room for her. “Take your time with the drawing. Drink some soup and rest up,” he said with a gentle tone. Madelyn did not respond, her eyes fixed elsewhere. Zach tucked the board away, opened a window to the night, and leaned on the sill, watching her sip the soup. He took a thoughtful drag from his cigarette,

great divide has grown

you tell me you were

her spoon suspended midair, and looked at

did you do? Why

getting more worried.

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