The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven) novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 

Zane’s question lette puzzled couldn’t help but a back, “Why would mind?” 

Zane understood that if a woman truly loved a man, she would naturally develop a sense of possessiveness toward him. My indifference signified that I didn’t love him—not yet 

Though disappointed, Zane reminded himself not to rush things. He smiled faintly, “You’re right.” 

After dropping Suzy off ath 

father home and ensuring Liam wasn’t lurking nearby, Zane and I finally drove away. 

When we got home, Willow shed into my arms the moment the saw the. “Mommy” 

I bent down and scooped her 

“What’s up?” 

Her tiny Lace presed against my shoulder as she excitedly said, “Do you remember the goal set in front of you before?” 

“You said you’d be able to communicate with people other than me and Daddy within a month.” 

“That’s right! And look! It hasn’t even been a month, and I’ve already achieved it” Willow looked at me, her eyes sparkling “I’m so amazing, right? Don’t I deserve a reward?“. She truly was remarkable setting goals and working diligently toward them step by step. 

“What reward would you like?” I asked softly. 

Willow leaned closer and whispered, “Manny hasn’t slept with me for a long time. Can you sleep in my room with me tonight?” 

How could refuse such a heartfelt request? “Of course.” 

“Yay!” Willow wieled out of my arms and dashed upstairs 

I followed her up the stairs and, remembering something turned back to Zane in the living room going to sleep with Willow tonight” 

He nodded. “Alright” 

In Willow’s room, I shut the door and heard her cheerful singing coming from the bathroom. She must have been overjoyed–her voice was light and playful even as she bathed. 

I sat on the bed, waiting for her patiently. After finishing her bath, Willow diligently practiced speaking in front of the mirror before approaching me 

When I extended my arms to hug her, she held up a hand to stop me. 

“Mommy, Thaven’t read my book yet.” 

I lowered my ass watching as she pulled out a phonics–based book, and carefully sounded out the words. To my surprise, she recognized most of the characters without hesitation, fluently reading entire sentences without any mistakes. 

Once she finished her daily routine, the nestled against me on the bed. “It’s alys the bout when I’m with you, Mommy ” 

led her soft hair. “Is that?” 

“Of course!” Willowreplied earnestly, “You’re the best mommy in the world. When I’m with you, I feel like no matter what I do, you’ll always understand and accept me. It makes me feel