Chapter 1571

A rare smile tugged at the corners of Zion's lips. "All this time, you didn't bother coming to explain yourself. I almost thought you were really that clueless, that you couldn't see what I meant." Maeve used to believe Zion was her soulmate—someone who could understand her with just a look. But just recently, she realized the truth. Zion wasn't reading her mind. He had mastered the art of reading people. Observing emotions, picking up on subtle cues—he'd honed these skills to perfection. That was how he always seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. They'd been apart for over a month, this time, and Maeve suddenly felt like she was only just beginning to understand him truly. "I didn't see it at first," Zion admitted. "I was worried you'd hate me." Zion lowered his gaze. "Oh, I do hate you." After hearing Maeve's words, Zion's eyes dimmed further. "I hate that you're so dense. I hate that you're so stupid. How could you not tell me something this important sooner?