Chapter 560

Zachary went for a shower in the bathroom. His phone was left on the bed. I sat by the bed and saw him checking a message. It was from Emmi. [Emmi: Zachary, I can bear the loss.] What did she mean ‘bear the loss’? I frowned. Very soon, Zachary got out of the bathroom. He saw me sitting by the bed and asked me gently, “Carol, are you showering?” That tone of his. Was he not angry? I nodded and said, “Yes.” “Alright. Be careful of that wound on your stomach.” “Okay. I’ll go wash up right now.” I did not know how to face him and quickly got into the bathroom. When I got out, Zachary was reading a book as usual. I went over and squirmed into his embrace, taking the initiative to start a topic. “Tomorrow, we’ll bring the kids home to stay for a day, then send them back to the Shaw villa on the next day, okay?” He replied, “Sure, as you wish.” “Will you be home tomorrow?” Zachary moved his gaze from the book to me, then finally squeezed out one sentence after some time: “I need to