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.

I was making her supper for later, but I must’ve fallen asleep.” Her words trailed off as worry

Zach was no longer

yawning, emerged from Dalton’s room and bumped into Zach, who was coming up 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

now, they might as well be strangers.

brought up the creamy chicken soup upstairs. In the room, Zach relieved her of the bowl and placed it gently on the desk beside Madelyn.

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, the smoke disappearing into

silence, as if a great divide has grown between us.’

me you were looking

paused, her spoon suspended midair, and looked at him with tired, red eyes.

you do? Why

back at her. She went on, getting more worried. “Did you make

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