Hannah finished her work in the guest room and then went to sleep.
Although Lionel had technically stayed in this room for the past three years, he was rarely home more than a few times a month. The room was impersonal, like a hotel, with no trace of him.
She didn't dwell on his sudden impulse earlier. She had more important things to worry about tomorrow.
The next morning, Hannah came downstairs to find Mrs. Rosenberg Sr. sitting on the sofa, beaming.
“Grandma, you look so happy. Is there good news?”
The old woman gestured toward the kitchen with her chin.
Hannah followed her gaze and froze.
Lionel was carrying breakfast out from the kitchen, a sight she hadn't witnessed in their three years of marriage.
“That boy knows he was wrong, so he got up early to try and win you over,” Mrs. Rosenberg Sr. said with a smile, getting up to meet him. “That’s how marriage is. You fight, you make up. You don't hold grudges overnight.”
Hannah watched him set the table, a thousand conflicting emotions swirling within her.
He had only ever done things like this before they were married, trying to appease her after an argument. But after the wedding, it had stopped completely. They rarely even ate together, except for family gatherings.
This sudden change felt wrong, setting her on edge.
Agreeing to let her into the Rosenberg Group, now serving her breakfast… Was this all for his grandmother’s benefit, or was he trying to get her to take Sandra’s case again?
“Come on, let’s eat,” Mrs. Rosenberg Sr. said, pulling her to a seat next to Lionel. “After breakfast, Lionel will drive you to the office. From now on, you two can commute together.”



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