Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Only The Dead Can Keep Secrets

Losing interest suddenly, Zachary walked over and sat down on the couch by himself. The two women also took the initiative to snuggle into his arms.

Daisy bent over, advancing in annoyance, her Chanel bag swinging toward him. Zachary blocked it with his hand, “Stop making a scene here. There was a hint of anger in his voice.

Daisy really didn’t understand why he had any right to be angry with her. “Did you call me here just to embarrass me, to use me as your toy?”

Zachary, with one leg casually crossed over the other, reached out and pulled the beauty next to him into his arms. “Toy? I don’t mean it that way. Ms. Hackett, you should know that we’re all adults here. We’re just having fun, so don’t take things too seriously.”

“You jerk. You’ve been avoiding the issue, and you just don’t want to take responsibility for what happened last time. You know that was my…” She struggled to finish her sentence.

Zachary, however, didn’t see it that way. “Your what? Your first time? So what if I know? Am I supposed to take responsibility for every woman’s first time?” He said with a smirk. “We’re all adults here, Ms Hackett. It’s about time you change your old-fashioned, stubborn mindset. It’s all a matter of mutual consent.”

Daisy had never known that the man she had remembered for so many years turned out to be a frivolous, incorrigible womanizer.

She was trembling with anger, and with a sense of humiliation, she stepped forward and slapped him across the face. Zachary, you b*stard. You’ll get what’s coming to you sooner or later.”

With a laugh rather than anger, Zachary said, “I’ll take your words to heart. I’ll be waiting.

Watching her turn to leave, the man waved at her retreating figure.

It was half past ten in the evening.

On his way to the airport, Eric’s car was suddenly forced to stop by a red Maserati.

Even the best driving skills didn’t require a million-dollar sports car.

Audi had a noticeable scratch, stripping off

window half-open, Eric parked the car and leisurely lit a cigarette. From another red sports car, a young girl dressed flamboyantly stepped

shouted at the person in the car. “Get out of the car. I won’t let you leave. I forbid you from going to Pillere to find Eileen. She is already my brother’s

so much free time, you’d be better off reading more at home.” Eric exhaled a puff of smoke in irritation. His mature and handsome face didn’t reveal much emotion, but

onveyed his impatience.

I am idle. But who can blame me when I’m in love with you? Otherwise, I’d just be wasting my time, repeatedly making a fool of myself in front of you,” said Yvette, who had always approached him

Yvette was afraid of hearing

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rather be misunderstood by others than disrupt the delicate balance of their

was always her who deliberately drew close, maintaining an intimate distance with him. She skillfully made sure he couldn’t shake her off. Relying

She found herself falling in love, and she

to

years. Let alone his pursuers, just the number of confessions he had received. alone was already more times than he could count.

and stepped out. Without uttering a single word, he walked straight up to her and grabbed her by the throat, gradually tightening hist grip.

murderous intent in his eyes. At that moment, she truly believed he would kill

Next time… I can’t guarantee that you will live

moment Eric saw her about to faint, he loosened his

gasping for air, and

of helplessness welled up in Yvette’s eyes as she watched the car drive

teeth, and despite enduring all hardships, she stubbornly staggered to

Yvette lost

but she never

Eileen was set to become the future Mrs. Smith of the Smith family, he was the one who couldn’t

her.

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