Chapter 945 Your Wishful Thinking

After hanging up the phone, Bianca began making her own breakfast. She had intended to have a light soup hotpot, but because of Malcolm's interference, that plan went out the window.

Zane gripped her wrist in a gentle yet firm manner that carried an invisible insistence.

"Breakfast is ready, okay?" he said.

"No need," Bianca replied.

Zane's grip tightened slightly.

"Please leave," Bianca said, her words devoid of warmth.

These words were icy, indicating her patience had run out. No matter the mental preparation she had made for the invisible game between them, it was now severely affecting her life, even the "waiting" she had mentioned to Natalie.

Their eyes met. Bianca's were cold, while Zane's expression hinted at a feeling of heaviness.

"Bianca," he began.

"I've said what I needed to say to you. Just leave, okay?"

Yes, everything had been said. Why linger here?

But in this world, some things couldn't be explained. Like between Cedric and Natalie. Despite agreements to