Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Apology and Hearty Confessions

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Chapter 157

~Snow’s POV~

The words hit like a thunderclap, freezing me in place.

"What?" My voice broke the silence, eyes wide as I looked between the two of them.

Zade ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident. "That’s what I’ve been trying to tell her. She’s my sister, Snow. My lost sister."

The world seemed to tilt on its axis as the weight of his statement settled over us.

"That’s not possible," I muttered, shaking my head. "You’re saying... Zara is your sister? The one you’ve been searching for all this time?"

"Yes," Zade said, his voice firm. "And if you’d stop letting your jealousy cloud your judgment, you’d see that everything I’ve done has been to protect her—not to take her from you."

I turned to Zara, whose expression had a faint glow of ’I warned you’ and sighed.

"Is this true?" I asked her, my voice softening.

"I..." She hesitated, her eyes filling with tears. "I don’t know. He says it is, and it... it makes sense. But I don’t know what to believe anymore."

The weight of her pain settled on me, and I took a step back, my mind racing. If Zade was telling the truth, then I’d misjudged everything.

"You have to believe me. I did a DNA test, and she is my blood. Andrew saw her and informed me..."

"Andrew? He’s in it too? He was aware."

"Yes. He is my cousin. Only a few knew about Zara and her disappearance, and he did. The moment he saw Zara, he alerted me and arranged for my return to check it out myself and I did."

I couldn’t believe my ears.

All the times I thought he was chasing Zara because he had feelings for her, they were all just in order to find his cousin.

Gosh! I was a fool!

The weight of Zade’s words hung in the air. I swallowed hard, guilt clawing at me as I glanced at Zara. Her wide, tear-filled eyes mirrored her pain and hope.

I raked a hand through my hair. My jealousy, anger, and earlier actions now seem too stupid, even for me, Snow Zephyr, a man of calculated intelligence.

"I’m sorry," I said finally, my voice barely audible. "For everything. I’ve been a fool," I admitted, breaking the silence. "Zade, I’m sorry for accusing you of something so baseless. And Zara..." My voice softened as I turned to her. "I’m sorry for everything—for not trusting, for not showing you how much you mean to me."

Zade stepped forward, his arms crossed. "I’ll accept your apology, Snow. But only on two conditions."

I arched a brow, my curiosity piqued. "And those would be?"

"First," he said in a firm tone, "you cut ties with Jenna completely. I don’t care what it costs you, whether it’s political alliances, business deals, or anything else. She’s toxic, and I won’t have her anywhere near my sister."

"I already intended to do that," I said without hesitation. "She’s crossed too many lines."

"Good. She crossed them because your boundaries and defence were weak, bro, fix that," Zade replied more like cautioned. "Second—and this one’s non-negotiable—you confess your feelings properly to Zara. Make her feel special. And while you’re at it, announce to the world who owns your heart, so every other woman knows to back off."

A wry grin tugged at my lips. "You think that’ll stop them? Women don’t care about claims when they want something."

Zade smirked, confidence radiating from him. "You’ve got nothing to worry about. My sister’s perfectly capable of handling any woman with loose screws for a brain wanting to try their luck. Trust me."

I couldn’t help but glance at Zara, her cheeks flushing a soft pink as she avoided my gaze. She looked utterly adorable.

"Deal," I said, extending a hand to Zade.

He took it firmly, nodding. "Then go make it right." He tilted his chin in Zara’s direction and I knew what to do.

I turned to Zara, my heart pounding as I took a step closer. With every ounce of sincerity I had, I dropped to one knee before her.

Her gasp echoed through the quiet night. "Snow... what are you doing?"

I threw my head back, laughing wholeheartedly. "How about I one-up that, Mrs. Zephyr? I’ll take you on an actual honeymoon and spoil you rotten daily." _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}