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 etched her face.

Zach was no longer there.

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 to wear. The cool detachment in Madelyn’s eyes startled Zach. Deep down, he always sought more than just company; he

too. But now, they might as well be

chicken soup upstairs. In the room, Zach relieved her of the bowl and placed it gently on the desk beside Madelyn. Madelyn, attempting to place her

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 the night. ‘We used to be so

as if a great divide has

me you were looking for Forrest?”

and looked at him with tired, red eyes.

What did you do? Why can’t I

She went on, getting more worried. “Did you make him disappear? Tell

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