Although the titles "wife" and "partner" seemed the same, in truth, it was completely different.
A partner was someone one was romantically involved with.
Whereas a wife was someone one had a deep and intimate relationship with.
The way he addressed her deeply touched her heart.
She felt her heartbeat increasing rapidly, and she felt warm.
Tyler paused before he replied with a smile, "Mrs. Lowe, nice to meet you. Let me introduce myself. I'm Tyler Henley. Mr. Lowe and I knew each other when we were studying in the United States."
"Hello, Mr. Henley." Yvonne hurriedly greeted him.
She was still deeply immersed in Zachary's touching words; it was difficult for her to snap out. However, she did not want to embarrass him. She could only try her best to make herself look proper.
She didn't say much. After greeting him, she stood beside Zachary obediently.
Tyler had actually only come to say hi. "Mrs. Lowe, I shan't disturb any further. I'll treat you two to a meal some other time. I'll let you two go back to what you were doing now." He smiled as he said.
He knew he shouldn't stay long.
Zachary paid for the coffee, took Yvonne's hand, and then said to Tyler, "We should go too. Tyler, what are you doing at the airport?"
"I have something to do here," Tyler replied.
Zachary did not ask any more questions.
"Actually, you two can continue." When Tyler saw that they were also leaving, he quickly added, "I feel bad that you two are leaving just like this. I suspect that I'm the one who disturbed you two and made you leave in a hurry."
"No!" Zachary shook his head and responded, "I should thank you for your reminder."
He did not continue to speak, but Tyler understood the implication of his words.
After all, it was not good to act so intimately in public. He did not want others to see Yvonne's frivolous side.
After walking out the door, Tyler nodded slightly to Zachary and Yvonne and left quickly.
Zachary held Yvonne's hand and glanced at her sideways, only to find that Yvonne was quite
tense.
She was stiff all over, with her face looking down, and her thoughts were elsewhere.
"What are you thinking about?" Zachary asked with a hint of affection and displeasure in his tone.
He was not mad at her; it was more like an affectionate complaint.
Yvonne looked up in an instant and saw that he was looking at her. His eyes staring straight into hers.
Yvonne was a little flustered within. Her eyes subconsciously lowered as she stared at the large hand that was holding onto her.
Zachary followed her line of sight and understood instantly.
She didn't say anything, yet he understood.
It was because they were holding hands.
They hadn't held hands for a long time.
Yvonne felt extremely flustered because the events that had happened that day were beyond her expectations.
Because what Isabelle said to her had angered him, he fired Isabelle.
He came to the airport to fetch her and even introduced her to his friend. The feeling of respect and love arose from the bottom of Yvonne's heart.
She could not believe everything she had experienced that day was real.
How was a person like him able to do all this?
And how was she deserving of all this?
"Zachary." Yvonne's voice was a bit hoarse; she was moved and choked with sobs. "I seem to be very useless."
Because when she said these words, she wanted to cry.
In the past, she didn't cry even when she was in a difficult situation. Now, she would often want to cry. She really was useless.
Zachary gazed at her without saying anything. He unconsciously tightened his grip on her hands.
Yvonne could feel his emotions.
In the next second, her body was pulled towards him, and she crashed into his arms.
Zachary pulled her to the car park.
Even when Yvonne got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, her mind was still blank.
Zachary fastened the seat belt for her. He leaned over and hovered above her body, looking at her without blinking.
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