The Billionaire's Heir I Never Knew Was Mine novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: I’m Not Married

"Sienna," he said without turning around, his voice calm and steady, as if he had already decided how this conversation would go. "You might sit—"

"Yes," Sienna answered quickly. She moved toward the sofa and sat on it, her back straight, her hands resting politely on her lap.

From where she sat, she could see only his broad back. He still didn’t move, and somehow that made everything worse.

Her eyes remained fixed on him, waiting. And waiting.

’Why does he act like this?’ she thought, puzzled. ’Is this a test? Make you sit in silence until you confess your sins?’

The silence stretched so long that her thoughts began to form so many dramatic questions again, each one more dramatic than the last.

’Did I overcook the steak? Was the sauce too salty? Did I poison his son? Oh my god, Sienna, you’re going to be fired on your first night working as a chef!’

After a few more seconds, Sienna couldn’t take it anymore. She took a deep, silent breath and finally dared to ask, "Zach, did I fail?"

Her question finally made him move.

Zachary turned around slowly, his expression unreadable as his eyes landed on her.

For a moment, he simply stared at her, as if trying to understand how her mind worked.

Then, without a word, he walked toward the seating area and took a seat across from her. Only a coffee table separates them, like a thin but very noticeable line.

"Failed?" he asked, his tone calm but clearly confused.

Sienna nodded quickly.

"I wonder if Sky didn’t like the sirloin I cooked. Maybe the sauce was too salty, or perhaps too bland, or maybe the meat was too tough—"

She stopped herself before she could list another ten possible disasters.

A frown slowly formed on her forehead when she saw him smile.

Zachary shook his head gently. "Sky likes it. He gave you two thumbs up."

It was as if someone had just lifted a heavy stone from her chest. Sienna’s eyes instantly brightened, and a wide smile spread across her face.

She placed her hand over her heart, letting out a quiet breath. "I feel relieved..."

But then, almost immediately, her eyes flickered back to him, filled with expectation.

"And... how about you?" she asked, her voice softer now, but carrying a hint of anticipation.

"Perfect," he answered without hesitation.

"Really?"

"Yes." He nodded slightly. "The tenderness and the taste are perfect. But—"

’But? But, what?’ The word hit her like a sudden drop in an elevator. Instantly, her smile froze. Her shoulders stiffened. Her heart, which had just calmed down, began racing again.

’There it is,’ she thought. ’The real feedback. The painful truth. Prepare yourself, Sienna.’

"You didn’t make enough," he continued calmly. "Next time, make more. Sky and I have a big appetite."

Sienna stared at him. For a second, she wasn’t sure if she should laugh or apologize.

In the end, she did neither.

"Okay! I’ll make a bigger portion later," she said earnestly, nodding as if he had just given her a very serious instruction.

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