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.

scratch, stripping off a layer

cigarette. From another red sports car, a

won’t let you leave. I forbid you from going to Pillere to find

puff of smoke in irritation.

onveyed his impatience.

with you? Otherwise, I’d just be wasting my time, repeatedly making a fool

being spoken now because Yvette

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the delicate balance

skillfully made sure he couldn’t shake her off. Relying on her status, she continuously clung to his side.

She found herself falling in love, and she didn’t want to deceive herself any

her mother disapproved, she was destined to be entwined with this person

lived for twenty-six years. Let alone his pursuers, just the number of confessions he had

uttering a single word, he walked straight up to her and grabbed her by

eyes. At that moment, she truly believed he would

clear. I am no gentleman, and I don’t appreciate others meddling in my affairs. Next time… I can’t guarantee that you will live to

to faint, he

chest, gasping for air, and bent over, coughing non-stop.

of helplessness welled up in Yvette’s eyes as she watched the car drive away. She collapsed to the ground, drained of

stubbornly staggered to her feet. She got in the car and

time, Yvette lost the

looked around the bustling airport, but she never found

had any feelings for her. Now that Eileen was set to become the future Mrs. Smith of the Smith family, he was the one

her.

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