Almost a Wife Never His Love novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3

A week later, Zane unexpectedly returned home.

Nova was surprised. By all logic, he should've been at Ivy's side constantly.

"Family dinner tonight. Change clothes," he stated flatly.

Understanding, Nova silently changed into an appropriate gown and followed him.

The Blackthorns' dining hall hummed with the usual orchestrated charm—crystal goblets gleaming, practiced smiles flashing. Eventually, the conversation turned to them.

"Three years married—time for children, surely?"

"Indeed, Zane. You're head of the family now. An heir is essential."

"Nova, dear, best not delay…"

Nova kept her eyes lowered, tracing the rim of her wineglass. Silent.

Then Zane spoke. He'd been quiet all evening.

"No rush."

His voice was low, yet it silenced the entire dining room.

Faces froze. No one dared challenge the new family head. The meal ended in strained silence.

Afterward, Anna Blackthorn rose, her gaze sharp as a blade. "Nova. My study. Now."

Everyone knew this was about heirs.

Zane frowned, "Whatever you have to say, say it to me."

Anna opened her mouth—but Zane's phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID—his expression shifted instantly. He stepped aside, answering with a tenderness Nova had never heard. "Ivy? What's wrong?"

Anna snorted, "With me," she commanded Nova.

Nova gave a faint, resigned press of her lips before wordlessly trailing after her..

The study door clicked shut. Anna's face turned thunderous.

"Kneel."

Nova lowered herself onto the cold marble floor.

"Do you know your failing?" Anna's voice dripped ice.

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