The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 227

Yasmine scoffed, "Save me the sob story."

"You can't tell?"

"Please, even if you were with someone else this morning, you'd act like nothing happened by the afternoon." Yasmine knew all too well about his inexhaustible energy.

Zachary's low chuckle resonated by her ear, "Babe, you know me best. But I'm getting older, without you around, those thoughts don't even cross my mind."

"I’m your ex-wife, remember?" Yasmine spoke sharply. "Don't act all chummy with me."

"Our son called me a few days ago, asking when we're getting back together. If we do it soon, we might give him a little brother or sister."

"In your dreams!" Yasmine shoved him. "Get up, I need to take my pill."

Zachary pinned her down, "What pill? That stuff's bad for you. Don't take it. If you get pregnant, we'll have the baby."

Yasmine gritted her teeth, "Zachary, don't push your luck!"

"I'm serious."

"It was you who wanted the divorce! If I get back with you, I'd be a complete fool."

Zachary nibbled at her shoulder, "Doesn't matter. You'd be the queen of fools, and I'd be the king. We'd still be a match."

At this moment, Yasmine had the intense desire to chop him into pieces.

Arguing with him was a lost cause. Zachary had always been quick-witted with words.

Seeing her quiet down, Zachary rolled off her and pulled her into his arms, holding her tight despite her attempts to push him away.

Even if she bit him, he'd let her be.

"First thing tomorrow, you're heading back to Melvin's place," Zachary suddenly said, his tone becoming more serious. "Don't come back here for a while."

Yasmine huffed, "Am I cramping your style?"

"Yasmine," Zachary said with a hint of exasperation, "just do as I say."

"Fine, I'll leave tomorrow and won't be in your way." Yasmine wriggled out of his embrace and nearly stumbled as she got out of bed.

Mumbling a curse, she made her way to the bathroom.

Zachary followed her quickly. As Yasmine tried to push him away, he swiftly shut the door and leaned against it, preventing her from opening it.

The bathroom was decently sized but felt cramped compared to the rest of the house.

Yasmine wasn't shy about him seeing her naked. After all, their kid was all grown up, and there was no need for pretense.

She filled the tub with water and settled in for a hot bath, her muscles finally relaxing from the soreness and weakness.

Zachary smartly didn't crowd her, just took a quick shower, and then waited for her.

"I'll have someone drive you tomorrow," Zachary offered, not wanting to argue further. "And if you want Preston to join you, I can arrange to have him sent to Yanova City."

With her eyes closed, Yasmine didn't even want to acknowledge him.

When she didn't respond, Zachary didn't press on. "Don't soak too long," he said, before he left the room.

Once the door closed, Yasmine's eyes snapped open.

Years had passed since she and Zachary divorced, but she was still called 'Mrs. Turner' both at home and outside.

There was a time someone dared to say she was no longer Mrs. Turner, and Zachary beat him so bad, that even his parents couldn't recognize him. Since then, everyone knew that divorced or not, she was still the boss's woman.

It was the respect and status Zachary granted her.

But she was well aware that over time, her and Zachary's relationship had been worn down.

Back when Zachary was a small-time thug, she could feel his unique love for her even in times of danger.

If there was a single bun, he'd save a third for himself and give her two-thirds.

He ate slowly, and he'd give her the rest of his if she finished hers.

When money was tight, he'd smoke the cheapest cigarettes.

She'd often hide a couple of his cigarettes, and he'd smoke sparingly. When he ran out and craved them badly, he'd get the hidden ones. It was a little trick to make him smoke less.

Life was tough when they were broke, but their happiness was unimaginable.

Now, Zachary was someone who struck fear into others, constantly sought after for favors, flattered, and socializing with all sorts. His nature had changed.

Women flocked around him more and more, and he could change his arm candy daily. They all called her 'Sis' and 'Mrs.', but only she knew that her relationship with Zachary was not what it used to be.

They couldn't go back to how things were.

But over the years, Zachary acted as though he'd forgotten they were divorced, giving her the estate and playing the role of the man of the house.

The staff still addressed him as 'Sir' and her as 'Mrs.' despite everything.