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Chapter 46
Grandma May’s words lingered in the air as Zachary left the room, a slight frown forming on his face. Despite his indifference, there was a nagging feeling deep inside him. He wasn’t sure what it was, but something about Serenity’s encounter with Mr. Bill didn’t sit right with him. Was it jealousy? No, it couldn’t be. He didn’t get jealous. It was simply that he didn’t like the idea of someone else getting too close to his wife.
He was aware that Grandma May had orchestrated the whole thing. She knew full well that Serenity would be at Beans and Cream with her date, and she had used that knowledge to get a reaction from him. As he drove home, Zachary couldn’t help but replay the moment in his mind, imagining Serenity and Mr. Bill chatting away. His mind kept drifting back to that brief look of surprise on Serenity’s face when he walked in.
When he finally reached the house, he found the door ajar, just as Serenity had promised. She was already in the living room, sitting on the couch, focused on her phone. She glanced up when she heard his footsteps.
“Did you get the desserts?” Serenity asked, her voice light, almost teasing.
Zachary simply nodded, holding the bag in his hand. “Here.”
“Thanks,” she said, standing up to take the desserts from him.
The silence that followed was thicker than usual, neither of them sure how to break it. Serenity, still holding the box of desserts, looked at him for a moment before speaking.
“You didn’t have to come all the way here just to bring them,” she said, trying to ease the tension.
Zachary’s gaze softened, but he didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he walked over to the window and looked outside. The city lights twinkled in the distance, but his mind was still on the events of the evening.
Serenity watched him for a moment, wondering what was going through his mind. She wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden presence at Beans and Cream or his indifferent yet somewhat possessive tone. What did it mean? Was he starting to care, or was he just fulfilling an obligation?
Zachary turned around, his expression unreadable. “I’m going to bed,” he said, his voice steady. “Goodnight.”
Serenity nodded, still unsure how to navigate the strange dynamic between them. “Goodnight.”
As Zachary made his way upstairs, Serenity stood by the door, holding the desserts in her hands. Grandma May had certainly stirred things up, and now she couldn’t help but wonder what would come next. Would Zachary ever let his guard down? Would things between them change, or was this just another moment in their increasingly complicated marriage?
