The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven)

Chapter 604

Zane couldn't help smiling even as he asked modestly, "Really?"

"Yes!" I reassured him. That was when I realized that my cooking had nothing to do with Steven and Zachary's refusal to eat the food I made. Their refusal stemmed from their hatred for me, and rejecting my efforts was simply an extension of it.

My feelings for Zane were the reason why I found his cooking delicious. My appreciation for his effort was an extension of my fondness for him.

Zane stared at the woman before him and noted the elegant way she ate. He shook his head and chided himself. He was already madly in love with her as it was; he would be a lost cause if he didn't show some restraint.

Steven woke up to a painful throbbing in his head, as expected of a terrible hangover. He did not open his eyes and instead growled impatiently, "Annalise, why didn't you make me hangover soup last night? Also, my head feels like it's splitting down the middle. I could use a temple massage."

demands were met with

woman who always nursed him from his hangovers had already walked out of his life. She had a new life now,

and patient. He wouldn't lash

his weight in alcohol and allow himself to be hungover. He faulted her for not looking after him

his mind. Every time he stumbled home drunk, Annalise would help him to the bed and cook hangover soup for

set the soup aside to

to doze off, she would bring in a basin of water and wipe him down. She would

that Steven would wake

massaged his temples She would wake up early the next day to make him breakfast. By the time he woke up, the food was always