Chapter 85

Elise wasn't the only one who was frozen in place. Zara was equally stunned. Only Stanley looked mildly indifferent. He cast them a glance before walking into the cottage. Young people's business wasn't something he cared to meddle in. For a moment, even the mountain breeze seemed to stop. The air itself grew heavy and unmoving. Elise's eyes widened in shock. In their six years of marriage, aside from that one night arranged by Anna that led to Lucas's birth, she and Samuel had never shared another moment of intimacy. She wanted to get close to him, but his cold indifference had stopped her every time. After years of trying every trick in the book, she still couldn't close the distance between them. Hence, she didn't know how to express the shock she felt. In the end, all she could muster was exasperation. Her voice came out cold. "What are you doing?" Samuel released her wrist, swallowed the bite of flatbread he had stolen, and brushed some crumbs off his lip with his thumb. Whe