Chapter 522

In case someone else was listening, Zane whispered, "I just wanted to accompany you, even if it's only a few minutes." I hadn't expected Zane to be so clingy. I gently patted his arm and asked, "Have you eaten?" Zane paused upon hearing that. I handed him my utensils and said, "Have some. You shouldn't starve." "Okay." Zane forgot that he hadn't eaten, so he only brought a set of utensils. I would take a few bites and then hand him my utensils for him to eat. After a while, we finished the food. Zane put away the container. Then, he gently massaged my hand. "Your hand must be tired after signing autographs all morning," he said. If it were when I still hadn't gotten divorced or if Steven were asking me that question, I would say that I wasn't tired. That was because I knew that even if I said I was tired, Steven wouldn't empathize with me. But right now, it was Zane that I was speaking to. Gazing at Zane, I decided not to lie. Instead, I said honestly, "Yeah, my hand is so so