When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 Misunderstandings Cleared

Chapter 91 Misunderstandings Cleared

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Anneliese’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment. “Mr. Harland! What on earth are you thinking? How could I possibly be pregnant?”

“But you just said the gut won’t lie, and you even made Mr. Fullbuster listen. If that’s the case… then isn’t the baby his?”

Zion looked completely dramatic, his thoughts running wild. Mr. Fullbuster doesn’t just want to be her secret lover–he also wants to be her baby’s father?! Is his ambition really that big?

“Of course not! Wait–no! I’m not pregnant at all. I was just trying to prove to Mr. Fullbuster that I was hungry, that’s all. I just wanted him to hear my stomach growling!”

Realization dawned on Zion, and he cleared his throat apologetically. “Right, right. I walked in and saw you patting your stomach, saying you weren’t lying to Mr. Fullbuster. I misunderstood. Sorry about that.”

Still, he couldn’t help but feel wronged. It’s not entirely my fault. With our CEO’s less–than–pure thoughts, who wouldn’t have jumped to conclusions? Besides, what decent young woman pats her stomach just to let people hear it growling?

When Zion glanced over, he caught Jonathan’s icy gaze and arched a brow. “Forgot your calcium supplements, didn’t you?”

Zion stiffened. He could swear Jonathan himself had thought the same thing earlier!

When I walked in, his expression was definitely suspicious. Hypocrite–he’s allowed to suspect, but I’m

not?

“Mr. Harland, did you major in screenwriting?” Anneliese snapped, her cheeks still burning as she shot him a resentful glare.

Zion felt as if he’d been hit with a tag–team assault from husband and wife. Still, he forced a dry laugh. “Sorry to disappoint, Ms. Claude. I graduated with dual master’s degrees from an Ivy League institution.

“But I do like watching melodramatic romance dramas in my free time. You know, those stories where the Alpha CEO’s wife runs away with his baby.”

Anneliese fell silent.

She would never have guessed that polished, elite–looking Zion hid such a soft, girlish heart. But his wild imagination had only left her more embarrassed, unsure how to face the man

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sitting on the couch behind her.

Just as she was planning to slip away with some excuse, Jonathan stood up.

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The sound of his steady footsteps felt like they pressed directly against her heartstrings until he passed her by, his tall figure heading toward the dining room.

Relief washed over her until he suddenly turned his head back.

Anneliese immediately straightened like a soldier awaiting inspection, nearly raising her hand in salute.

He studied her for a moment, then a faintly amused smile curved his lips. Just as she felt she might suffocate under the silence, his voice came, cool and casual. “Weren’t you hungry? Come

eat.

Really? He has to build it up like that? Anneliese grumbled. Can’t he just say it plainly?

Zion had brought food from Amber Garden, a place so expensive it was practically legendary. Rumor had it that the chefs there descended from royal kitchens and never accepted takeout orders. Naturally, the dishes were as exquisite as they were rare.

The perks of being rich. When I finally get my five hundred million, I’ll indulge in this too, Anneliese thought.

Once Zion set everything out, he left for the night. That left only Anneliese and Jonathan at

the table.

She had no appetite for such fine food. With her head down, she ate quickly, only wanting to finish and escape the awkwardness. But then Jonathan’s slow voice came from beside her. “Clearly, you’re starving.”

Anneliese nearly choked on her food. She looked up at him, unsure if he realized the internet slang behind those words, but his calm eyes gave nothing away.

“Slow down. No one will steal it from you,” he added, his tone uncharacteristically normal.

For once, it seemed his conscience had stirred. He even poured her a glass of water and pushed it toward her.

Startled by the gesture, she picked it up with both hands, sipped, and carefully asked, “So… you’re not mad anymore?”

“Was I ever mad?”

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