By the time the dinner party ended, it was well past ten o’clock at night.
Restless and frustrated, Landon had drunk more than he should.
Back at Eastlight Estate, Zinnia was just about to carry Dapper inside when Landon caught her wrist.
She turned to find him staring at her, his eyes full of pain. Several times, he looked like he wanted to say something, but the words seemed trapped in his throat. Finally, he managed a bitter, lopsided smile.
With reddened eyes, he asked quietly, “I deserve this, don’t I?”
Zinnia blinked, confused. “What?”
The words had come out of nowhere, catching her completely off guard.
“What do you mean?” she asked instinctively.
The bitterness on Landon’s face deepened. “You’ll never forgive me, will you?”
Honestly, even he couldn’t think of a single reason why she should.
But Zinnia just paused for half a second, then shook her head.
In that instant, hope flickered in Landon’s eyes. “Zinnia…”
“There’s nothing to forgive,” Zinnia said evenly. “Landon, I never hated you.”
But instead of relief, Landon’s expression only grew more desperate and hollow. He understood the unspoken truth behind her words.
“You just don’t love me. Why would I hate you, Landon?” Zinnia looked at him with a calm, almost gentle smile.
She’d lost the right to hate or blame him the moment she agreed to sign that contract.
“So let’s not talk about forgiveness. There’s no point. Go home, Landon. I need to get some rest.”
With that, she turned away, opened the door, and walked inside with Dapper in her arms, leaving Landon standing outside.


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