The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven)

Chapter 162

Sasha was sleeping soundly.

I didn't want to make any big movements and disturb her, so I carefully helped her lie on the couch, making sure she settled comfortably.

Then, I picked up the thermos container and followed Zane out of the partition.

My voice was still very soft. "Where did this come from?"

"I made it at home this morning," Zane replied, standing beside me with a straight face.

His tone carried a hint of guilt. "If it weren't for spending time with me, you wouldn't have drunk so much last night. And you wouldn't have this headache today." "Mm..."

I opened the thermos and took a sip. The hangover soup was still hot.

After hesitating, I finally spoke, "Next time, if you want to talk about something and relax, let's not drink. We can just have some juice. That's good enough." Zane agreed, saying, "Okay."

I sat down and began sipping the scalding soup slowly, blowing on it to cool it down.

me, gently massaging my temples. His movements

my head eased somewhat because of his touch, the intimacy of

was about to move

down on my shoulder. "Don't overthink it, Anna. Since I was the one who did something wrong, I should make it up to

I feel at

"We don't need to be so

opened her eyes, looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, and glanced around in

how good Annalise was. She felt like she had to be friends with Annalise, so she had tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Finally, she was unable to resist any longer and

rested her hand on the couch, propping up her head. She

a mountain of ice in front of others, cold and distant. A glance from

seemed to unconsciously soften, and even his

this the power

shook her head, yawned, and lay back on the couch to

...

finishing the hangover soup, I was about to clean

and spoke to Zane, "Mr. Huxham, I'm here to report to

then left the office, giving space to Eric and

he opened the folder and began his report. "As of 9:00