Chapter 55

Telling Jessica to know her place was Zachary's way of reminding her that they were now husband and wife. "Go ahead without me," he said before heading into the bathroom. Jessica sat there, eyes drifting toward the bathroom mirror where Zachary's reflection was clearly outlined in the steam-fogged glass. Her face flushed hot. She quickly turned away and focused on her sandwich. The flavor was the same as always, yet somehow, it tasted like cardboard today. By the time Zachary stepped out of the shower, it was already 11:00 pm. A towel hung loosely around his neck as he sank into the couch, earbuds in, going over the files that Joshua had dropped off earlier. His silk loungewear hung casually, the top three buttons undone, revealing a smooth expanse of chest. The sleeves were pushed up to his elbows, showing the sharp lines of his forearms and veins beneath his skin. Jessica parted her lips a few times, intending to say something, but he never looked at her once. She couldn't te