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Anneliese felt a little overwhelmed, and after a moment, she picked up her pace.
The soft click of her heels made Jonathan look up. Their eyes met, and she immediately dropped her gaze, focusing on the steps.
But the more she tried to walk carefully, the more awkward her steps became.
Her stiletto caught the edge of the step. She wobbled, and in an instant, a strong shadow appeared in front of her.
A firm hand gripped her waist, steadying her.
Before she even felt the warmth, he pulled back, maintaining a polite distance.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
Jonathan’s gaze lingered on her.
He immediately recognized the dress. A couture dress, palevender, hugging her figure like a soft spring mist.
The fabric traced the line of her chest and the curve of her narrow waist. The embroidered petals moved gently with her breathing.
She looked stunning. Her calm, almost distant air kept the scene from feeling too intense, but even he felt the pull of her presence.
“That dress suits you. Was it meant for me?”
He turned and opened the car’s rear door.
Anneliese moved forward, and his whisper brushed her ear.
He held the door with one hand and shaded the roof with the other, leaning close enough for their breaths to meet briefly.
For a moment, his presence felt like a gentle barrier surrounding her. She nodded
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quickly, ducking into the car.
:
Even seated, she could feel the weight of his attention.
The dress had been meant for Jonathan’s wife.
Now, after a mix–up, it was on her.
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Had Jonathan misunderstood her intentions? Did he think she wore it to send a message?
She hadn’t brought any other gowns from Zacharias. This couture dress was the only suitable option.
Her ears burned, the heat creeping up her neck and cheeks. Jonathan still had not closed the door. She assumed he wanted her to exin.
“Don’t get the wrong idea. I was just—”
“Hm? Wrong idea about what?”
She blinked. It wasn’t what she thought. She hadn’t noticed that the silk shawl draped over her arm had fallen to the floor.
Jonathan bent slightly, gathering the delicate fabric and returning it to the car.
Her face med. She snatched the shawl and straightened her posture.
“It’s fine, really.”
The soft fabric slid through her fingers, sending a tingling warmth through her palm.
Jonathan’s gaze lingered, amusement flickering in his dark, narrow eyes as he observed her tremblingshes and flushed cheeks.
He closed the door, circled the car, and slid in beside her.
“Drive.”
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The driver today was not Zion, but a quiet, middle–aged man she did not recognize.
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The cabin felt unusually still. Jonathan’s presence was intense, and the tension in the air pressed down on her.
Anneliese fiddled nervously with the fringe of her shawl, longing for the easyfort Zion’s presence usually brought.
Jonathan nced at her and broke the silence.
“Do you want to check tonight’s auction list? See if anything catches your eye?”
“Sure.”
She hade only to sell her wedding ring, not to participate, but she nodded
anyway.
He leaned over, retrieved a tablet, and opened the auction page before passing it to her.
As she began scanning the listings, Jonathan’s phone buzzed.
He nced at the screen and then looked at her. “It’s my grandmother. Video call. Do you mind if I take it?”
Anneliese raised her head, slightly surprised.
It was his car, and of course, he had every right to take a call.
Seeing her hesitation, Jonathan added, “If she sees you, she might get… excited.”
Anneliese did not fully understand, but she gave a small nod. “Go ahead. I don’t mind.”
He swiped the screen and epted the call.
Jonathan’s grandmother appeared on the screen. Her gentle face was framed by snowy hair, neatly styled in an elegant bun.
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“Jonathan, did you really find my savior?”
“Yes. When have I ever lied to you, Grandma?”
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“Good, good. Now tell me, have you seen the girl? Is the ring really hers? Is she divorcing like I said?”
“Grandma, she’s sitting right next to me,” Jonathan quickly interrupted.
Penelope’s eyes lit up instantly.
“Next to you? Oh, don’t tease me, Jojo. I cannot believe it.”