No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary)
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Chapter 225 This Will Be The Last Time

Zachary's eyes were vacant and unfocused as if he was lost in reminiscence of something.

He turned to look at Lenora with a meaningful gaze.

Lenora shot him a glare. You perv!

Instead of getting angry, Zachary gave a low chuckle, sending shivers down Lenora's spine.

She quickly changed the subject. "Hattie, do you have homework to do?"

Harrietta tilted her head back, blinked, and said, "I do, but they are too easy."

"All right."

"Uncle Zachary, do I have to go home now? I'd like to go to the cocktail party too." Harrietta looked up at Zachary, shaking his arm.

"Hattie, be good. Let's get you home first. When I return, I'll bring you some cake."

"I don't want cake. I want to go to the cocktail party."

"No."

"Hmph! I'm not talking to you anymore!" Harrietta pouted, turning her face away. She scooted toward Lenora, wrapping her arms around her. "Aunt Lenora, I want to sleep with you tonight." Lenora was on the verge of agreeing.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she gently declined, "Hattie, I might come back really late tonight. Would you be okay sleeping by yourself?"

Harrietta's expression remained unchanged. "I can wait for you."

"But I can't take care of you if I come back late."

"I can take care of myself. I can wash my face and brush my teeth on my own. I can even undress myself. If you come back too late, I'll just go to bed first!"

Lenora remained silent.

Harrietta pouted, looking at her with a pitiful gaze. "Aunt Lenora, do you not like me anymore? Are you replaceing me annoying?"

Looking into her dewy, large eyes, Lenora quickly reassured her, "Of course not. I like you, Hattie "You're lying! You're just fed up with me! Please, Aunt Lenora, don't hate me. I'm very well-behaved!" Harrietta sobbed, covering her face with her hands.

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A wave of bitterness washed over Lenora. She gently patted Harrietta's shoulder, encircling her with her arms. "Hattie, I don't hate you! Don't cry. I didn't say you can't stay."

"Really? You must be lying to me." Harrietta's voice was choked with emotion.

"Really!" Lenora nodded. She put her head against Harrietta's and said affectionately, "I'm not lying to

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you. Now, I'm taking you back to my house. Before I return, you have to listen to Ms. Tortell, all right?"

"I knew you were the best, Aunt Lenora!"

Harrietta turned around and plunged into Lenora's embrace. She looked up at her, smiling cheerfully. There wasn't a single tear on her face.

Lenora stared at her in bewilderment, quickly realizing she had been tricked.

She reached out, playfully scratching Harrietta's ticklish spot. "Very well, Harrietta, you've even learned to fake cry now!"

Harrietta laughed uncontrollably. While trying to wriggle away, she pleaded, "Aunt Lenora, stop tickling me. I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again!"

Zachary sat comfortably to one side, his legs crossed. He leaned against the back of the chair, his hands casually resting on his lap. A gentle smile graced his face as he looked at them. Harrietta was laughing so hard that she was nearly in tears. She couldn't help but move toward Zachary, climbing onto his lap. "Uncle Zachary, I'm dying of laughter. You have to save me!"

Zachary wrapped one arm around Harrietta's small frame, while his other hand held onto Lenora's. "All right, that's enough now."

His tone was gentle, tinged with a hint of helplessness as if Lenora was the one who was a child in need of an adult's comfort.

His hand was large. The back of his hand was fair, with distinct veins visible. As he tightly enveloped her hand, there was a raw, intense warmth to his touch. His fingers brushed against her delicate skin, causing a ticklish sensation. Lenora withdrew her hand. "I'll let you off this time."

She sighed silently in her heart.

I've failed at refusing her and distancing myself from her.

Fine, let's just consider this as the last time.

I'll refuse her the next time.

The driver asked, "Mr. Fuller, should we take a different route now?"

"No, head to the mansion to grab a few of Hattie's clothes, then proceed to Mrs. Fuller's place."

""Understood."

The car pulled up at the entrance of the residential area. Lenora stepped out, carrying bags of clothes, and personally brought Harrietta to her place.

Sophia was comfortably lounging on the couch, engrossed in her phone when she saw Lenora return. "Did you drop-"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Harrietta walking in from behind and immediately shut her

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Feeling somewhat guilty, Lenora didn't dare to meet Sophia's gaze. She placed the bag on the couch and said, "Soph, could you look after Hattie for me tonight? I have things to do and will be back a bit late." In the presence of Harrietta, Sophia responded swiftly, "All right, you go ahead. Hattie, you can have dinner with me tonight!"

"Okay," Harrietta responded crisply. "Thank you, Ms. Tortell."

Lenora was worried that Harrietta might get bored, so she handed her an iPad. After giving her a few words of advice, she turned around and left.

The moment she stepped out of the elevator, her phone chimed with a new message notification.

She tapped into it nd saw that Sophia had sent a disdainful emoji with a message that read: What's going on? Why didn't you send her away? After a few seconds of silence, Lenora replied: Don't worry. This will be the last time.

How can I not be worried?

Tyrant Fuller is far too cunning. He knew that Lenora had a soft spot for children, so he used the child to manipulate

her.

Sophia: Are you sure?

Lenora replied with unwavering certainty: Absolutely.

Sophia: All right, I'll trust you. By the way, what are you up to tonight? Don't come back too late.

Lenora: I have some personal matters to deal with.

Sophia couldn't imagine what personal matters Lenora could have. Her eyes flickered as she replied: Don't tell me it has something to do with Zachary.

At that moment, Lenora arrived at the entrance of the residential area. Once she opened the car door and got in, she immediately turned off her phone, pretending she hadn't seen anything.

A few minutes passed before she replied: Of course not.

Sophia: Hah.

The car came to a halt in front of a private styling studio.

Lenora glanced up and saw that it was the same place as before.

She couldn't help but recall the mess she'd made of herself at the charity dinner, both mentally and physically.

"What are you thinking?" Zachary casually asked, noticing her standing still in her tracks.

Lenora snapped back to reality. "Nothing."

Inside the studio, Lenora sat in front of the mirror.

The makeup artist began to remove her makeup. "Ms. Wilkin, your skin is truly-"

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Before the makeup artist could finish her compliment, her expression suddenly changed.

After she removed her makeup, her fair and smooth skin was revealed. However, on her face were several out-of-place scars as if a cat had clawed at it. Upon noticing her gaze and expression, Lenora clarified, "I was injured before."

The scars were sharp and neat as if someone had deliberately carved them with a knife. The makeup artist said. "You have fair skin. We can easily cover it up with makeup." Zachary stood to the side, his heart aching as if stung by a bee, the pain relentless. After her makeup and hair were done, the stylist dressed her in a high-end custom gown. +10 Bonus

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When she emerged from the dressing room, Zachary, who was seated on the couch, looked up at her. A trace of awe flashed across his eyes. "Let's go," Lenora said, glancing at him indifferently.

Zachary pursed his lips, a wave of bitterness washing over him.

The last time she had changed her clothes and come out, she had spun around in front of him with a smile, asking him if she looked good.

Now, she only glanced at herself in the mirror before intending to leave.