When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 556

Anneliese caught every word Jonathan said.

Her eyelashes quivered. A fine layer of tears slid down her cheeks, and she stopped sobbing, her vision slowly clearing.

There it was—his gaze, earnest and pressing, soft yet powerless.

She drew in a steadying breath, letting her hiccups settle before speaking.

"So you really never had a first love that stuck? But everyone—your friends, your cousin, your mom—they all insist you've had someone on your mind for over a decade. I even saw the room you prepared for her. You put so much effort into it..."

Noticing her composure returning, Jonathan cautiously took a small step closer. His large hand cradled her wet face, his thumb brushing the red-tinged corners of her eyes.

"Even if I had a first love, there's no need for jealousy or pain, because she—"

Anneliese's eyes narrowed sharply at his words, and the brief relief she'd felt vanished instantly.

Before he could continue, the elevator doors opened with a chime. A familiar, startled elderly voice rang out from outside.

"Anne! What on earth are you two doing?"

Startled, Anneliese turned past Jonathan and saw her grandma at the doorway, brows furrowed as she scrutinized them.

"Grandma? Weren't you asleep?" Anneliese exclaimed.

She remembered that Nishay had already gone to bed when she left home.

Of course, Nishay had followed her. She'd noticed signs over the past few days that her granddaughter might be in love.

A peculiar text that evening had confirmed her suspicion, though Anneliese hadn't shared it, leaving Nishay worried.

She had slept lightly, caught the movement, and tracked her granddaughter, taking another elevator down. She searched the building and outside, finding nothing, before heading back, disheartened. But when she pressed the button, there she was.

Late at night, hiding in an elevator with a man, their posture suggesting intimacy—their connection was unmistakable.

Nishay's gaze fell on Anneliese's swollen eyes, frowning deeply, then fixed on Jonathan, who hadn't even noticed her yet.

"You brought my granddaughter out in the middle of the night and left her in tears like this, right in front of me. Care to explain yourself?"

Jonathan's shoulders tensed. His brows drew together.

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