Back then, when they were still young, their peers who were all in a relationship would secretly hang out to drink bubble tea and sit on each other's lap to enjoy the drink.

At that time, Zachary was an obedient student. He was envious but did not dare to be involved in a relationship.

Now, he had the courage to do so.

He continued to feed Yvonne while eating some food at the same time. Both of them shared the same set of cutlery and it looked so intimate.

Yvonne heard him whisper, "We have to practice this at home to avoid being embarrassed when we are in public."

"You... You want me to dine on your lap outside?" She couldn't help asking.

"What's the problem with that?"

Yvonne was so startled that she nearly choked on her food.

Zachary quickly patted her back and gave her some water, advising her, "Be careful. You don't need to be startled like a child."

"Zachary," Yvonne tilted her head to stare at him before asking, "I'm almost in my thirties, and you want me to sit on your lap and dine publicly? Are you not disgusted by such actions?" She felt that it was so embarrassing.

"It's not disgusting," Zachary said in a deep voice, "In fact, I think that it's pretty amazing. It's a kind of love."

"I can understand if it's love, but can you not be such a show-off?" Yvonne couldn't accept it and explained to Zachary, "At home, I can accompany you to do whatever you want. It doesn't matter since no one is here to watch us. But I just can't accept doing things that are not meant for our age in public."

"We were not together back then," Zachary suddenly muttered, a hint of loneliness detected in his tone.

Yvonne was absolutely stunned in an instant.

At the end of the day, he had been hurting for many years. Even though he said that he would not cling to the past, he still needed time to let go of the past.

Yvonne remained silent for a moment, but in the end, she couldn't bear to reject him.

She gave in, "Fine, if you really think that is appropriate then I can give it a shot."

Zachary was dumbfounded.

Yvonne stared into his eyes and cupped his handsome face with both hands. She uttered slowly and clearly, "Zachary, let's go and watch a movie. After we have finished our lunch and you are done with the company's affairs, let's go to the theatre."

If he really felt remorseful that they didn't spend their youth together, she wanted to create new memories for him to wash away that pain.

She would be willing to accompany him and make up for the past, and to do things that they were supposed to do during their teens.

"A movie?" Zachary was puzzled for a moment before nodding, "Sure, let's go for a movie."

Indeed, they should go and watch a movie together because they had never done so in the past. This was a must-do for a couple. However, he had not thought of this.

Yvonne looked at him being in a daze. She didn't know what he was thinking, so she helped grab some food and fed him.

She was seated right on his thigh. His powerful muscles made Yvonne's body tense up.

During the meal, he was so willful that he would not allow Yvonne to get off his lap, and she didn't leave either.

They were the only people inside the dining room and no one else came in.

Hence, she was not that shy or embarrassed.

After nearly an hour of eating, they finally finished their lunch.

Zachary asked, "Are you done eating?"

"Yes," Yvonne nodded.

Zachary immediately picked her up and put her on the countertop. Then, he took a step back and just stared at her.

Yvonne felt that Zachary was too clingy.

"Let me down. Aren't you busy?"

Zachary shot her a deep, meaningful gaze, his lips curled into a smirk. He teased, "Honey, today is the second day of our marriage, yet you are already treating me like this. Do you dislike me?" A hint of nervousness flashed across Yvonne's gaze as she hurriedly shook her head and denied, "No, why would I dislike you?"

She just wasn't accustomed to being so clingy.

They were like conjoined twins.

This man was really so childish.

"It's written all over your face, and your actions are painfully obvious."

Suddenly, Zachary pointed at Yvonne's heart and accused her, "In your heart, you also think I'm childish!"

Yvonne froze and widened her eyes in disbelief. How did he find out?

This man was simply too terrifying.

This countertop was a little tall and it had nothing placed on it. Zachary was standing in front of her and their eyes were basically leveled.

He was staring intensely at her, and Yvonne couldn't help but felt like she was having a panic attack. Her breathing was starting to get out of control. Her breath quickened.

He glanced down and stared at her. His pair of deep-set eyes were filled with desire.

Yvonne was stupefied. She muttered in a low voice, "You... Don't tell me you want to do it again?"

Her words aroused Zachary's interest.

His hand, which was already pointed towards Yvonne's chest, inched forward until it was pressed against her. He said, "Initially I didn't have that in mind, but now thanks to you reminding me, that is all I can think of now. Honey, are you going to be responsible for this?"

Yvonne was dumbfounded. She could only widen her eyes in disbelief.

He was doing it on purpose, wasn't he?

He claimed that he did not have that in mind, but his eyes were filled with obvious emotions. Yet, he pretended to be fine, even claiming that he was aroused because of her reminder.

"You're lying," Yvonne retorted, "Just now, your eyes were filled with desire, but you still don't admit it."

Wasn't he acting like a bully?

Zachary gently pinched Yvonne's chin with his slender fingers. He propped her up and stared at her slightly angry expression, laughing, "Honey, when were my eyes filled with desire? I just feel satisfied looking at you, I think it was you who was overthinking things. I think you want it, don't you?"

"No, I don't," Yvonne immediately retorted strongly, "I was not thinking about that. You were the one thinking about that."

This was probably a joke, but she would be taken advantage of for sure. After all, women were always at a disadvantage when it came to impure thoughts and actions like these.

Zachary raised his eyebrows again. His eyes were dazzling. He whispered, "Now I really want to do it. I'm not like you, I admit my desires when I want to."

He was a true businessman.

These were his true colors.

Yvonne felt that at this very moment, Zachary finally had shown his nature as a crafty businessman.

He had used the methods he used in his business contracts to deal with her.

Yvonne felt that she was seriously lacking in the intelligence department when it came to dealing with Zachary. She had no way to retort his claims.

Her shoulders collapsed and decided to go all out, "What do I have to admit? I'm still exhausted since you tortured me for the entire night. I've even woken up later than normal but you still want to do me again. Now, we won't even get to go to the movies."

After being reminded of the movies, Zachary nodded in realization, "Oh, really? Then we will go to the movies tomorrow."

Yvonne was instantly at a loss for words.

Zachary lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, but meanwhile, the butler's voice was suddenly heard from the door saying, "Young Master Zachary, Madam Lowe's father is here again. He insists he wants to meet Madam Lowe."

Yvonne's entire body stiffened up. She was in shock as she stared at Zachary, her mind still analyzing the words the butler said just now.

Again?

Was Benjamin here before?

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