I glance at Zach. Maybe he knew why we were having this conversation, and I thought it was about the marriage.It just felt right. I hope I'm wrong, but I'm not sure why I'm not feeling well. Zach looked intently at his grandfather. He was probably waiting to hear what he had to say."Miss Verdan," his grandfather said, and I turned to face him. "I know you're wondering why we need to talk right now. It is about the marriage between you two."That's exactly how I feel!"I paid Elise a visit and spoke with her three days ago. We had not explained the marriage exchange to any of you," he continued. "In the settlement, I had provided. This marriage freed Verdan from the debt of Anthony, your grandfather, Miss Verdan. This will include the family lands and estate owned by your grandfather's family. It will be given back to your family. This marriage should not have fallen on the two of you, but because Sebastian, your father, Miss Verdan, did not commit to the settlement and married your m

"Will you be staying in the city for that long?" my mother asked, her tone indicating her dissatisfaction. I had not intended to stay for a month, but Zach's accident changed my plans. "Zach had an accident and needed my help, Mom. His leg is broken," I confessed, tired of lying. My mother's expression of sadness gave way to shock and concern as she asked, "What happened to him?" I finished washing the sliced cabbage and turned off the faucet before answering, "Broken leg." My mother was at the stove, frying garlic and onions. When I approached the kitchen table and set the bowl down, she looked at me. “Why can't you tell him to stay here? How bad is it?” My mother took the chicken meat and put it in the pot. “Bad as it is, and he did not stay in the hospital as the doctor told him, stubborn he is!” “Zach hated hospitals; you should have known. Did you forget, sweetheart? The trauma it had given him?” I could not look at my mother, and I didn't know anything either. I should have

"I thought you were going to wait in the plaza?" I inquired as I approached Grace, who was smiling broadly."Lucia is unable to attend, and Evan is working at his part-time job. So I'm here to tell you that it will be moved next week, on Friday "Grace said. "Are you busy today?""Zach is here."Her lips formed an O, and her gaze darted to the open door, looking for Zach's presence."Why?" Grace inquired, was surprised, and gave me a skeptical look. Maybe she felt there was something going on between me and Zach."His leg is broken, and he has remained here. You know, my family is close to him "I replied. "He's on the couch. His doctor stated he needed six weeks to recover."Grace's expression became concerned. "That's too bad. How did it happen to him?""Accident happened," was all I could say because Zach didn't want anyone to know what had happened to him. "Why don't you stay a while? You're not too busy, are you?""No, perhaps I'm bothering Zach in particular. Is he resting?" She sa

"Why would you ask for that?" My heart was beating fast, and I couldn't look at him. "Anything, and not that. A kiss is not a thing!” My excuse. "It's just a kiss, come on," he said like it was simple. I glared at him. "A kiss is not asking, and it's not just a kiss." "But you lose," he reasoned, and I swallowed hard. "What are you afraid of, a kiss? Have you not kissed before?” I pressed my lips so tight that his face was cherry red. And suddenly he laughed loudly, which I did not expect. "Look how blushing you are; you couldn't dare make a straight face to me. I am joking, Cairen,” he said between his laughs. Oh, goodness! "You are teasing me!" I said it loudly, and he was still laughing. I grabbed the king and threw it at him, hitting his chest. I didn't throw it hard, and it didn't seem to have any effect on him. The back of his hand was on his mouth as he couldn't stop laughing. My face got redder, and I stood up from kneeling. "It's not funny, Zach!" I was annoyed and lo

The cab stopped in front of the restaurant where I am going to meet Giovanni. I pushed the car's door and stared at the name of the restaurant. My eyes widened because it was owned by Del Fiore, Zach's father, as I searched about Giovanni before. It was one of the restaurants he manages.Why in this place? It's not a mere expensive restaurant but high class. Most of the diners here were elites and businesspeople. After I got off, I walked straight to the double glass door where a guard was standing. He was dressed in a black uniform with a gold chain in front. Is it a guard, it seems he was waiting for me."Name?" it asked me immediately after approaching."Cairen Verdan," I answered, and glanced inside through the glass. There were quite a fewer customers inside.He nodded at me and opened the door for me to enter. The cool air conditioning welcomed me with the smell of luxury I inhaled. It was not an ordinary restaurant, and I noticed some glances in my direction.A woman in a black