When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 655

"Thank you, Margot. You've worked hard. Get some rest. I'll do the cooking."

Margot shook her head. "It's just a few pies, ma'am. It's no trouble at all."

Seeing how close the two stood together, Margot knew better than to stay. She slipped off her apron and left the kitchen quietly.

Anneliese walked to the counter. "Do you like the spinach filling? How many can you eat?"

She reached for a pie to cook, but Jonathan's arm slid around her waist, pulling her back against him.

"You said you were too tired to move. You begged me to stop earlier. You little liar."

Anneliese pinched his side and shot him a glare. His energy was ridiculous.

She was younger and supposedly had more stamina, yet somehow he was the one still full of strength, while she felt like the one who hadn't slept at all.

Ever since the kidnapping, they had barely had a moment alone. First came her injuries, then Nishay's discovery.

For a man who'd finally gotten a taste of what he'd been denied, those weeks had been hell.

When he finally got his chance earlier, Jonathan hadn't wanted to stop. He'd had the drive of someone who could keep going until morning.

Anneliese's legs were still weak. Leaning against him, she gave him a small shove. "Bake the pies."

Jonathan obeyed happily. He bent down, kissed her cheek, and lifted her onto the counter. "Be a dear and give me some instructions."

He turned on the stove and poured in water while Anneliese sat nearby, swinging her legs and watching him.

The water began to bubble.

Steam rose and softened the sharp lines of his face as he stood there stirring the pot of pie filling with a spoon.

For a second, she saw another kitchen—Frederick at the stove, making pie for her and her mom.

Back then, her mom would pull her close, brush a hand through her hair, and smile as she said, "Anne, someday you'll meet a boy who'll make you pies and eat them with you, just like this."

Anneliese pressed her fingers against the corner of her eyes and thought, Dad, thank you for bringing him into my life.

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At the hospital, Anneliese and Jonathan walked into Nishay's room.

Nishay looked better, her gaze lost on the view outside the window.

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