The Unveiled Rose novel Chapter 141

Zachary sat in the car, staring at the brightly lit villa.

What were they doing now? Were they having dinner? Or was Annalise gently holding Willow in her arms, watching TV together? Then, as the story unfolded, would she explain some profound lessons?

Just thinking about Annalise, who had once unconditionally given everything for him, now pouring all her patience and love into others...

It made his heart ache, as if it were being cut with a knife.

Holding the steering wheel, Harry glanced at Zachary through the rearview mirror. Noticing that Zachary was in a bad mood, he asked, "Shall we head home?"

"Sure."

...

By the time Rowena arrived at the villa, it was already 9:00 pm.

Willow had finished washing up and was lying in bed on time. I was sitting at the edge of the bed, reading her a storybook.

Rowena strode into the living room and saw Zane sitting there. She looked around as if searching for something.

Zane put down the book in his hands. "Mom, who are you looking for?"

"Where's the nanny assigned to take care of Willow?" Rowena asked.

She had heard from Sasha that Zane might have caught feelings for Annalise. Coupled with her suspicions about the two, she came over specifically to confirm whether a spark of love had ignited between them.

Zane replied casually, "She's putting Willow to sleep."

This implied that Annalise was mostly at home accompanying Willow, which meant they definitely didn't have time to develop a romantic relationship.

Rowena was taken aback. How did he know these things?

Zane stood up. "She's only five years old. When her parents had the accident, she was only two or three, Mom!"

Rowena, feeling guilty, retorted, "Was I wrong in saying that?"

"Of course you were!" Zane raised his voice. "Did she cause the accident?"

Rowena did not answer directly. "But she was the only one who survived."

"So?" Zane looked at Rowena with disappointment. "You're just going to place all the blame on her?"

Rowena clearly hadn't expected Zane to be this angry. She countered, "What else should I do? I'm honestly regretting things today. Why didn't she die in that car accident?"