Yvonne took a deep breath and her whole body tensed up. She felt as if her blood was boiling and her body was on fire.
"Zachary," she called out his name in a low voice.
The Zachary that she knew would never do such a thing.
The Zachary that she knew was gentle, polite and kind. He was a man who respected women.
But now he had changed drastically. He became too harsh and embarrassed her.
She refused to give in to such thoughts and kept pretending that he was trying to scare her instead of seduce her.
Or perhaps he was humiliating her.
Perhaps it was because for the past seven years, he had accumulated so much anger and he had nowhere to vent it. Thus, he might be exasperated at the moment.
Yvonne couldn't say anything. She could only watch as Zachary continued with his madness. In the blink of an eye, the clothes that she had just changed into were stripped away.
He acted in a strange and terrifying manner. It made her feel humiliated.
She was inexperienced and so was he.
Compared to his handsome appearance and his confident temperament, it was obvious that he was less confident in that aspect.
He was even slightly clumsy.
She pursed her lips together as she looked at him in panic.
He didn't continue; he just froze.
She didn't know what was going on with him. She was scared yet eager.
"Yvonne," Zachary suddenly called her name, and there was a touch of bitterness in his voice.
She was taken aback. She wanted to look for the source of his voice but in the next moment, he started his rampage.
She didn't expect him to be serious.
After that, everything was no longer rational.
The air was filled with the smell of lust and seduction. She was brought on a roller coaster ride.
It was messy that night. She couldn't get a hold of herself.
Zachary was like the devil, punishing her over and over again. She was unable to move.
This was what this man was capable of, leaving her no chance to even flinch.
Soon, it was already daybreak.
She was extremely exhausted. She wanted to sleep, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't fall asleep.
Every time she wanted to speak, he would give her a warning. She couldn't even speak at all.
This man was domineering.
This was also the first time she had truly felt his overbearingness.
She couldn't fall asleep. After so many times, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. She roared, "Stop this! Can we talk?"
He refused to sleep.
Perhaps Yvonne had been gone for far too long, but he was afraid that the moment he shut his eyes, she would disappear again. Thus, he wouldn't let himself sleep at all. What's more, after such a night, he realized something new about himself.
He could not let this woman go.
Therefore, the two of them faced each other again. Yvonne was still embarrassed. She wanted to speak, but she did not know how to. She was burning in embarrassment in Zachary's embrace. Such a scene should never have happened.
"Didn't you say you wanted to talk? Go ahead." He sat up and looked at her.
She was stunned. She pursed her lips and said, "I, you, what is the meaning behind all this?"
He had hoped that she could say something, but after she spoke, his expectant eyes turned into displeasure.
An icy-cold aura surrounded him once again.
"Didn't I ask you earlier? How did everything end? I'll let you think about it," he said with a heavy voice, and his whole person exuded a sense of coldness.
"You just want to humiliate me, don't you?" Although she didn't want to admit it, she was all tensed up when she was staring straight into his eyes as she spoke to him, "You feel that it was unfair and you hate me, and this is why you wanted to humiliate me?"
Zachary slightly lifted the corner of his thin lips. On his handsome face was a lazy temperament. He said lightly, "Of course, I want to humiliate you. What do you think it is? Do you think I love you?"
Indeed.
She took a deep breath.
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