Then, as if he understood what she could not explain, Zachary finally nodded.
"Okay," he said softly. "I’ll arrange it immediately."
Relief flashed clearly across her face after hearing those words. ’Finally, I can go home...’
"But," he added calmly, "you have to stay at home. You still need some rest. Don’t return to your office yet."
Sienna nodded lightly.
"Hmm... I heard from your lawyer that he already arranged a one-week paid leave for me."
"Good."
Zachary rose from his seat.
"You stay here, don’t go anywhere. I need to make a call."
He turned slightly, preparing to walk toward the door.
But before he could take another step—
"Zach, wait..." Sienna called.
He stopped immediately and turned back to look at her.
"Do you need anything?" Zachary asked. "Are you hungry? I can—"
"No." She shook her head softly. "I didn’t feel hungry. I just wanted to ask you something."
"Sure," he said calmly. "What is it?"
Sienna finally gathered enough courage to ask the question that had been bothering her ever since she learned the truth.
"Why did you hide your real identity from me?"
Zachary’s calm expression disappeared almost instantly. Only worry flashed briefly through his eyes as he stared back at her.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The room suddenly became quiet again.
Sienna kept looking at him, waiting for an answer that never came.
’Why wasn’t he saying anything? Did I ask something I shouldn’t have asked?’ she thought.
Her heart slowly tightened inside her chest. Her question was not unreasonable. It was simple. If he cared about her... then he should answer honestly, right?
She decided to give him another second to answer her.
Then another second passed.
But Zachary remained standing near the door, unusually still, as though he had suddenly forgotten how to speak.
Sienna suppressed a smile at Zachary’s silence. This man could handle lawyers, companies, crises, and probably international business disasters without blinking. Yet one simple question seemed to freeze him.
When she was just about to take back her question and save both of them from the awkward silence, Zachary suddenly cleared his throat and walked back toward the bedside.
His eyes stayed fixed on her.
"What identity?"
Sienna blinked at him. Her heart tightened again. "Your identity as Zachary Sterling."
A faint flash of surprise crossed his face.
"...I didn’t hide it from you."
She frowned immediately. She clearly remembered that he had introduced himself as someone else.
"But you told me your name was Zach Greystone."
"My name is indeed Zach. While Greystone, that’s my mother’s last name," he replied calmly, without even looking guilty. "You met my son. You vacationed with us. So technically... I didn’t hide it."
Sienna stared at him.
’This man. Why was he twisting my question like this?’
Yet... annoyingly enough... his explanation actually made sense. He had not exactly lied. He simply used another last name, his mother’s last name.
Which somehow made her feel both relieved and more confused.
Before she could organize her thoughts, he spoke again.


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