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After work, the front desk receptionist called to say that Jessica had a delivery waiting for her. 

As such, Jessica grabbed her bag and headed downstairs. 

“Ms. Lockman, Mr. Jones ordered some flowers for you.” The two receptionists grinned as they handed her a bouquet of tulips. 

Jessica’s eyes lit up as she carefully took the flowers into her hands. “Thank you!” 

Ever since the day she’d borrowed some wet wipes from them, the two had been generously paid off by Zachary to keep mum. 

“Oh, I’m so jealous of you,” one of them teased. 

Jessica smiled in response, hugging the bouquet as she stepped into the elevator to head to the basement parking lot. 

Inside, she happened to run into Lucas. 

The man glanced at her glowing expression, then at the fresh flowers in her hands. 

They both suited her perfectly. 

Lucas said, “You seem to have quite a few admirers, Ms. Lockman.” 

Jessica smiled and nodded. 

Lucas asked, “Are you free this weekend?” 

“No, I already have plans.” Jessica had to attend Evelyn’s birthday party that same weekend and wanted to properly prepare. 

Lucas nodded. “Next time, then.” 

“Sure,” Jessica replied. 

The elevator doors soon peeled open, letting in a rush of cold air. 

Jessica instinctively hugged herself tighter. 

After saying goodbye, she walked out, still holding the flowers in hand. 

Blake had already finished setting up the heating in Zachary’s apartment, so it was relatively warm inside. 

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Jessica shrugged off her coat and carefully placed the tulips in the vase Zachary had bought not too long ago. 

She still remembered the day she’d first moved in. His apartment had been devoid of color. 

Everything had been either black or white, making it oppressively cold. 

But after she’d settled in, it began to slowly change. Bit by bit, color started to creep in, and the place started to come alive. 

After trimming off a few dead leaves, she tied on an apron, deciding to cook him a nice dinner tonight. 

Her cooking skills were decent, and she made him his favorites. 

The pasta, lemon butter cod, and sauteed cabbage with bacon and onions were all made mildly spicy. 

Just as she was about to call him, he stepped out of the elevator and headed into their apartment unit. 

The moment he did, the aroma hit him square in the face. 

Looking into the kitchen, he saw her standing there with her back to the light. Even the loose strands of hair on her head looked beautiful. 

Zachary asked, “Did you cook?” 

“I did. Come have a taste.” Jessica set out the cutlery, removed her apron, and walked toward him. 

Zachary glanced at the food on the table, then back at her. 

He remembered the time he’d been recuperating abroad. Hazel had been away on a month- long business trip, leaving Jessica to take care of him. 

At the time, Jessica couldn’t even boil an egg properly. It was always either half raw or so overcooked that the whites leaked out. 

In short, her cooking had been disastrous. 

If Zachary hadn’t been too busy, he never would’ve had to suffer through those meals. 

Already thin at the time, he’d grown even thinner. 

But back then, she’d never once seen him. 

Zachary hadn’t dared to go out in public and only peeked at the world through the cracks of 

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Presently, a faint sadness stirred in his heart, but he quickly pushed it aside. Dwelling on those painful memories of the past now would just be unfair to her. 

Still, he couldn’t help wondering when she had learned to cook. 

Jessica took the initiative to remove his coat and draped it neatly over the couch. 

Just as she turned around, a shadow loomed over her, pinning her against the edge of the couch. 

A hot, sudden kiss silenced the words she was about to say. 

Her heart pounded violently against her chest as heat radiated from him. It felt like he was burning. 

His breathing turned ragged as his Adam’s apple bobbed. His eyes had a dark and heavy look to them, too. 

The blood in his body surged downward all at once. 

Jessica’s tongue ached from the force of his kiss. 

The clasp at her back came undone, and the front of her dress loosened, only to be covered again by his feverish touch. 

Could he be planning on… 

No, she couldn’t allow that! Jessica gasped for breath and pressed her palms against his hot chest. 

The bodyguards and Blake were right outside. How mortifying would it be if they heard everything they were doing? 

“Zachary…” Jessica protested. 

But he didn’t answer her. His lips trailed up her neck, pausing along her cheek and jawline. 

His eyes were dark as his pale skin tinged with warmth. 

With great effort, he restrained himself and asked hoarsely, “Can we eat later?”