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Chapter 166
~Zara’s POV~
Her question was met with a silence that seemed to last forever. Snow cleared his throat, breaking the tension. His cheeks tinged faintly red, a rare moment of vulnerability that made me stifle a grin.
Hehehe looks like my mother knew how to rattle him. I should try it from time to time.
"Well," Snow began, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness, "being married to Zara is... an experience."
My mother raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "An experience?"
"I mean, in the best way possible," Snow quickly added, his confidence returning. "She’s strong, stubborn, and endlessly fascinating. There is never a moment that is dull."
Beside me, Zade chuckled softly. "Careful, Snow. She might interpret that as an invitation to become even more stubborn."
I nudged Zade playfully, but my mother’s gaze didn’t waver. She seemed to be sizing up Snow, her piercing eyes making him shift ever so slightly.
"Good answer," she finally said, a small smile curving her lips. "But remember, Snow Zephyr, my daughter deserves the world. Anything less, and you’ll answer to me."
Snow inclined his head respectfully, his usual cocky demeanor tempered in her presence. "Understood, ma’am."
"Mum," Zade interjected, "perhaps we should ease Zara into this. It’s already been a long day."
My mother’s gaze softened as it landed on me. "Of course. You must be overwhelmed." She reached out, her hand briefly touching mine. "But I want you to know, Zara, you’re not alone. This is your family now."
The sincerity in her tone made my throat tighten. I managed a nod, unsure of what to say.
Snow’s hand found mine, his touch grounding me as I tried to process the whirlwind of emotions.
"So," my mother said, leaning back with an air of authority, "you know I did say this back then. You felt it was a joke. When I said had my daughter been here, I’d love you and her to form a relationship." Her gaze softened. "Looks like the heavens heard my silent wish. I’m glad."
Sniow and Zade exchanged glances before looking at me. I felt small and exposed. They nodded.
Snow pressed my palm, reassuring me of his love silently and I nodded.
"So, where do we go from here?"
Zade’s phone buzzed again, breaking the moment. He glanced at the screen, his expression darkening. "It’s Ivan’s father," he said grimly, standing abruptly. "I need to take this."
Without waiting for a response, he strode out of the room, his voice low as he answered the call.
Snow’s grip on my hand tightened slightly, his gaze following Zade. "This can’t be good."
"What’s going on?" I asked, my anxiety spiking.
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~Author’s POV~
In the grand, gilded study of the Jeremy Estate, Ivan sat slumped in an armchair, his frustration barely concealed. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
His father, Wright Zephyr, a man whose imposing stature and piercing gaze commanded respect, paced back and forth before him. His fury was intense, the veins in his neck taut with rage.
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