Chapter 61

Just as their eyes met, Zachary's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. Jessica watched his profile as his relaxed brow slowly formed a frown. Zachary glanced at the phone lying by the flowers. "My hands are dirty. Can you answer the phone for me?" Jessica let out a soft "okay" and carefully got up, sitting next to him. However, he took up so much space that she couldn't escape touching him. Every brush of contact felt like a spark between them. It was as if she were being burned by embers. She felt the hardness of his muscles. They were far from soft and more like solid stone pressing against her. Zachary shifted slightly to the side, giving her a bit of room. The two of them squeezed onto the single couch as if they were a long-time couple. She picked up the phone, swiped to answer, and held it out to him. He didn't even look at it, completely absorbed in trimming the flowers. "Hello, Zachary," a woman said. Jessica's heart skipped a beat. It sounded just like Evelyn. Je