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.

gently massaging my temples.

the discomfort in my head eased somewhat because of his touch, the intimacy of the contact made

was about

Since I was the one who did

I feel at ease, enjoying his care. "Thank

chuckled. "We don't need to be so formal

the unfamiliar surroundings, and

about 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 came here to befriend Annalise. Only then was

the couch, propping up her head. She watched Zane with

of others, cold and distant. A glance from him felt

demeanor seemed to unconsciously soften,

the power

and lay

...

finishing the hangover soup, I was about to

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

then

report. "As of 9:00 am today, your account has reached